Never Forget

I pimped a hookup for you...This is the man we are going to meet.

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Dinner for three at the Water Front. The reservation has been confirmed for Valentine's Day at 6 pm.
 
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She is still waiting at the corner.
In the dark. On this sleazy street.

This is a week after she pimped a hookup for John and another guy.
Now she is still waiting at the corner....for John.
 
She is still waiting at the corner.
In the dark. On this sleazy street.

This is a week after she pimped a hookup for John and another guy.
Now she is still waiting at the corner....for John.
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You shouldn't be out here on the street all alone Rosa. Come with me to my hotel room, where we can relax... johnny
 
That's right, the 'j' in “jp” stands for johnny

When he screws he literally screws. He goes spiral, with twisting motions, and moves in a circle around and around.....
 
That's right, the 'j' in “jp” stands for johnny

When he screws he literally screws. He goes spiral, with twisting motions, and moves in a circle around and around.....

A beautiful rose is treated tenderly, savoured in every respect. Loved deeply and thoroughly; her lover's penis is an instrument of both pleasure, and nurture. His movements mimic the natural spiral forms found in Nature; from the Nautilus shell to the motion of galaxies. His erection thrills to the warmth of her vagina, and her clitoris cleaves, in growing exstacy, to the thick, penetrating root of his male organ, as they move together in a timeless mating dance of carnal/spiritual fulfillment.
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"Come back to the hotel with me... there is something I want to show you"
 
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The poet is singing. He sings while he screws.
This is a dance, a cosmic dance, the motion of galaxies.
Dancing in the sky. Riding the clouds... with no strings.
Dancers never need strings for dancing.
You turn to your left, I turn to my right, and it may turn out just right.
No strings, no strings, this is a nice dance with no strings
 
No kidding
They are really riding a wave. Right here right now..
Sing a song, sing along.
This is about passion for life all its own.
It's both personal and impersonal. It's for one, for two and for many.
Suddenly,
Moving.... in natural rhythm..
Flowing.... in the Milky Way.
And this is a delicate balancing act in a way.
 
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The sun, the one and only, is up in the air by the east window
and here is the dawn of awakening--
an awareness of another day to look into.
It's Wednesday.

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