Intercourse


Come. yes, come like you’ve never come before. Come strong and come aware.
Come with me and let’s go see the pyramids.
Come with me and let’s go explore politics.
Let’s talk about the birds and the bees.
Those actual birds and bees. I mean like the Owl, the Penguin and the Bird-of-paradise.
Let’s talk about why water is NOT wet by definition while you get wet and as you’re laying there soaked.
Laying in the field, soaked with rainwater because we didn’t want to end our conversation.
Share with me your secrets. Not Victorias, just yours.
Throw it back for me.
Throwback the knowledge that I'm speaking to you.
Suck the soul out of the words that I am speaking and decipher this message.
I'll have you screaming God's name as I explain to you why I don't believe in him, or her.
I'll have your legs shaking because you can't handle my tongue. You can't handle my tongue when I speak to you my intelligence.
You can't handle my tongue when I speak to you my intelligence and deliver my tidings.
Let's take a break for a minute, catch your breath.
Now, deep throat the content that I am sharing with you. Your knees will weaken to the topic and your spine will soften and you’ll be begging me to stop. You’ll be begging me to stop.
Stop explaining to you my hopes and dreams. Stop explaining to you my reason-ing, for my passion on all of these subjects. The passion, the passion in my eyes as I stare at you and go deep. As I stare at you and go deep into you. As I stare into your eyes and reach deep into you hitting your core, picking your brain, caressing your soul stroking your. You shall feel me. Feel me deep inside you figuring out what makes you tick and what makes you happy. What makes you hungry and what makes you sad. Feel me bringing you to ecstasy. My insightfulness turns you on rather than intimidates you and you can handle it. You can handle it all. All the slirps, ticks and touching. All of the caressing.
You can't handle the hostility in my voice as I slurp up your opinion and give you my all. As I slurp up your beliefs and explain to you why I oppose or agree.
Let me prop you up and put you on my shoulders. Let me prop you up and put you on my shoulders so you can see the world. Let me bend you over and mumble in your ear advising why that position feels good.
Why stretching is good for flexibility and a strong as well as healthy foundation.
I want you to scream so we can determine what octaves break glass.
I want you to understand why you moan and dream, and get chills down your spine when you feel someone's touch.
Why you get butterflies in your stomach when you see your crush. Why you blush. I want you. I want you to feel me. I want you to feel me inside of you. I want you to feel me inside of you, and your head.

I want you to feel me inches away from your neck as I whisper in year ear trying to see how mellow my voice can get and have you still able to hear.

Our journey must come to an end now and I hope your perspective has changed. I hope you see what it means to be sexually attracted or aroused by intelligence. And if not, Shall we take another?

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