Our Moment Sealed In...

[Mr. J]

Script writ to the voices that call for compliance
Silence...would be a blessing to the situation I'm in
I'm arriving, right on schedule as a fist is tightened
A sigh of relief...carry on to the next assignment
I wipe away the sweat as to contain my excitement..
I'm lying, the finales are boring, stressing the eyelids
Heading south and yet my destination is private
Tunnels deprive us of light as I continue right in...
resting on the chest were a pair of magnificent legs
as they stretched out and bounced freely my way...
I say 'weathers nice, seems like the heatwave is over'
It was more than the occasional giggle, tilt of the shoulder
she would flip her hair and stare into my spectacles .
as she would continue to bob and weave my testicles
'Mm-hmm' she'd comply in a muffled tone..
her ass caught my eye one night as the herd shuffled home
working down on main street, a hostess of some sort
The body of a goddess as it would bend & contort..
Of course I knew this from experience to our eventual 'relationship'
The rest of this isn't making sense..you take 5 I take 10
divide it again and scramble the equivalence of a dozen
if 12 eggs to carton, 12 shells to a cartridge...It DOZEN matter what the next line is
swag



swag





swag

[Mr. J]

lol