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Sweetest sweet concubine of mine
Sipping on this wine we refine time
Resigning to potion of this rocking motion
Exchanging glimpses of rain falling on oceans
Heated by the wonder of who will outlast last
Not ready to stop eating, continuing to move fast
Blasting into the convenience in storing, a-more-ay
Leaving the moment this picture becomes boring
Showing hands of love, but never holding
Folding tables and collapsible beds for shoring
Exchanging moods of horniness provoking poking
Shouts and Call backs for A’cappella renditioning
Leg, thigh, leg, or face to toe, toe to face positioning
Taking in and subcumbing to a steady auditioning
Love lasts for as long as we are blind to varieties
Graphics seen inbetween third eye’s screening
Making sure nothing comes between a good ole’ gaming
Treasure is lost and found in re-enacting lost pleasuring
Measuring the sizes and fluidity by sexual activities
Never be-fittingly belonging to a true mating, in linking
To busy quick fixing up temporary co-habitation fostering
We chase and trail but can never be caught, until
Days are fraught in broken sails or abilities to pull
Carrying dead weight in tow of too many episodes
Leaving us old and unable to trust, the gist of “us”
Old and Play’d like games once sold, and used
Parts now missing, heart’s reacting now ain’t skipping
Beating on old flames but burned by present conditioning
Blues in drumbeats from heart’s failed grades….incomplete
Thinking all it do was to add the taking of much love
Forgetting the be-attitudes of much given….is a requiring
Sang from trumpets in harmonicas, crying and questioning
Realized to late that the best love is a love actuality
Left out of date, all expiring , sour from a wilted flower
The playa’s creed, done left me lonesome
The playa’s creed, done increased my enemies
Game respects game, is what I use to spit
Now I’m play’d out, and left without happy endings
So all I can do is to keep on pretending,
no debt , In this playa’s ode
