intellectual seduction
Category: Writing and Poetry
Please allow me to slip into something a little more comfortable
Something like, your mind
I’m stimulated by your kind
Because thought processes excite me
Deep and Wet with the waters of critical analytical thinking
Flowing like the rivers of time
Can I gently caress your intellect?
With concepts that I have created with mine
As I undress your thoughts with my eyes
I know what you want because imagination never lies
The truth is all in your head I know, because so
Am I
It’s actually better that way
Wetter that way
Because these creative juices never stop flowing
All the while knowing
What I wanted you gave me a piece of your information
Must be intimidation that has you seemingly nervous must be your first time
Sharing your mind
Don’t worry it won’t hurt
But you might get addicted
Because once you get the feeling it’s hard to stop no longer being restricted
By physical limitations having inclinations to, do it
Every time I see you
Not in public though,
Someone might see
But they still wouldn’t know
The places we would go
How I softly licked your gray matter
As we rolled around your brain’s master
Bedroom trying not to knock anything over
I know its never felt like this you never had it this deep
You feel exhausted weak
As if you were asleep
But it wasn’t a dream, it’s truly real just without the ability to feel
In fact we hadn’t even kissed, and yet you miss
Me slowly thrusting my swollen creativity,
Deep inside your imagination rhythmically,
Until our thoughts exploded simultaneously
And we had engaged in mental intercourse
by Banana Pancakes
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Your welcome to slide into my mind.
I hope its as comfortable as you like.
Simulate my thoughts
with your words
give my soul delight
I loved your critical analytical thinking
Einstein taught that there is no time
Witch could mean our concepts where created
simultaneously in one mind.
Undress my thoughts slowly
never move to fast
What’s meant to be will be
unbreakable!
Like bullet proof glass.
Knowing what one wants
is half the battle.
At least battle line has been drawn.
It’s true imagination never lies
As sure as shall dusk shall turn to dawn.
Your creative juices never stop flowing.
Created for my rock hard passion for stimulation.
I need these relations.
As you need my information
never could it be intimidation
I want this so much
For one to stoke my mind
For one to be gone of my intellect
before she ever felt my touch.
Nervous?
Yes, I am
I know it want hurt.
Yet I shall become addicted
Inflected in fact because I been so restricted.
The places we could go has no limits
Imagination unleashed.
Could you be the beauty I once wrote about
to stimulate the gentle beast.
Place your tongue upon my gray matter
in my brain master bed room
you are free to roam.
Make love to me there and only there
make my cranium your home away from home.
So go ahead and thrust your swollen creativity inside my imagination
I hope it makes you moist
I hope this wont be the last time
we engage in mental intercourse.......wink
Posted by Chill KoSar on Wednesday, March 26, 2008 at
