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MY MYSTERY LADY
I VISION MY MYSTERY LADY...TRAPPED INSIDE OF AN HOUR GLASS AGEING LIKE FINE WINE...VINTAGE. TIME FORMING HER FIGURE. SHE BECOMES A RARE COMMODITY AMONGST WOMEN. HELD UP ON A LIBRA'S EQUILIBRIUM. SHAPED AND MOLDED IN THE HANDS OF AN EARTHQUAKE, SHE BE THAT DIME PIECE OFF TRHE RICHTER SCALE...BALANCED OUT BY THE THIRD EYE. INTERIORLY DECORATED WITH A 140 I.Q., COMPLETE WITH KNOWLEDGE OF SELF. MY MYSTERY LADY.
MY MYSTERY LADY. THE ONE WHO UNDERSTANDS, UNITY EQUALS THE DREAMS OF KINGS AND QUEENS. NOT TO BE MANIPULATED AGAINST EACHOTHER ON ANY LEVEL. SHE SHARES MY EVERY PAIN. TOGETHER WE WEATHER THE STORM THAT COMES IN THE FORM OF A PRISON. STILL SHE CHOOSES TO DANCE WITH ME TO A SONG CALLED "STRUGGLE". RISING TO THE OCCASION...DANCING BESIDER HER. LOVER...PROTECTOR AND PROVIDER. ONE OF ME IS NOT ENOUGH. THUS, THE SEED IS PLANTED WITH THE PROMISE THAT ONE DAY THERE WILL BE TWO OF ME.
MY MYSTERY LADY..WE SERENADE THROUGH THE PARK ON A HEATED SUMMER NIGHT ONLY TO BE INTRODUCED TO A FANTASY BY THE REALITY THAT BOUGHT US HERE. LYING ON THE WRAITH OF FOREPLAY LOVE STRIKES A POSE. I ENTER HER WORLD. THE FRICTION ADDS TO MY ADDICTION LIKE A LOVE POTION. WE BEGAN OUR STROKES IN DEEP RHYTHMATIC MOTION. BECOMING ONE IN ECSTACY ON A STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN. MIG-GUIDED BY THE STATE OF BLISS WE WAKE UP IN MARS. MAKING LOVE ON CANDY BARS. LICKING EACHOTHER DESPERATELY IN HOPES OF A CREAM FILLED CENTER. SHE CLINGS TO ME FIENDING LIKE THE WET DREAM THAT HAS ME LOOKING FORWARD TO BEDTIME. NINE MONTHS LATER I LOOK IN THE MIRROR, AND THERE BE TWO OF ME. COMPLIMENTS OF MY MYSTERY LADY.
WRITTEN BY: "TITAN BLACK"
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