I missed her mind
Her Intelligence Perfecting its Prime
Her Incredible Awareness of her Sensuality/Sex appeal
Pinching nerves of my Experience with her Skin Tissue Wisdom
Invading the Void
and full filling the Yearn for Creative Substance
A Nu Coat of Fixated Complexion
At the brim of Uncontrolled Urge to Acquire her Absence
she slides in the Side of my Vision
like sun light cracks through split oak doors caressing the wood panel floor
Almost Exploded ...I imploded
at her Returned Existence as a Poetic Infix Infiltration
There is No Administration
that can Write the Right to this Freedom she gives me in any democratic constitution
I Embrace beyond Belief and lace along her Sweets
a Thickness that's Impeccable when Deep
We are a Birth that Death can't meet
R-Vin H. {Ink} ©2010
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Is it Truth or Bullshit??
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