4 Freedoms Erotica

by Veronica L. Williams

I can touch your mental soul and embrace your mind,I understand a good woman is hard to find. Can you caress my heart as well as my head, as even if we lay in seperate beds. Does my touch mean so much that you can`t touch my emotions? I want you to be the smell that kick drives my soul. Let every day be thoughts of you, from beginning to end. You have to think the same as I do, that i am the only and my heart is true. for i am yours and you are mine.
Can you handle the essence of my touch?
can you feel the motion of my sway? can you let loose as i caress the small of your back with lite flicks of my tongue? can you dig into my back as i slowly touch your inner soul, with my soul, and we fall into a deep emotional vortex!! Only you and I can feel the walls around as i don`t let go!! can you feel me? you know not who i am!! i will lick your inner soul, and freak your emotional elixer!

relayed verbal irony for an increased sensual crave,
ray of light burnin` through that overtone,
roaming wild in this erotic zone,
cloning` ecstasy with prophetic visions,
incision of passionate bliss with a slight revision,
changing up the flow to attack a higher level,
rebel high tide severed thoughts never settled,
mettle with the realization of sanctified liars,
tired false precision clashing with exalted hot fire,
higher fallin of the tracks residing in a world which un-leashes slithering facades,
fogging my intuition replacing my spirit with a rod,
slick and steel, hard and slippery when wet,
dread the life of the fool who tries to test me, for i lose respect,
regret the mistakes of the lashing villains,
but if i continue to fight the struggle it`ll only be for the murdering
conscience-relivin!