When Im sampling from your bosom
Sometimes I suffer from distractions like
Why does God cause things like tornadoes and train wrecks?
When Im swimming in
When Im swimming in your ocean
Floating aloft on creams
An scented lotions
I can get pretty side-tracked
I hope youll understand
When I kneel before your bounty
Sometimes I wonder if there could be really
UFOs that come from other planets
And when you let me taste your fingers
I take them like fruit and as I linger I
Wonder if my seed will find purchase in your soil ...
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