The painter of my Ocean View,
Darling your sense of black appeals me...
Your presence arouses creepy feels in my bones...
Take me in your arms my ancient blessing and undress my ego with your eyes....
When our eyes meet, my heart overheats, my mind screams, insanity leaves my mind, body, and soul, and I fall in love with you over and over again...
Your tongue breaks me...
The teasing brush of your lips destroys the remnants of my army...
And your touch my darling boils my blood heavy and slow....
We have been lured beyond the gate
If we may, shall we now enter into that secret place where grammar, syntax and arithmetic have absolutely no meaning...
Let your sweet love without reason be the music without words within this sacred moment of love.
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