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With Mother On the Mind
With Mother On the Mind 04/00/09
Treasures fall to the bottom of the sea
Remnants of a timeless eternity.
Here where splendor and tragedy come knocking in an earnest, trepidated monotony.
Through grand clouds, and those resembling sheepish breaths-
Amongst sullen footsteps; that lead to stricken comrardes unable to ward off death.
This is where mother's nourish their young,
and young men watch with great anticipation and satisfaction;
perspiration beads appearing under noses, above anxious mouths
with tongues nervously tracing the outlines of their upper lips
And through the wind's lisp, one might hear the faint pulsating of throbbing dicks.
Here-
in this place where children dance, sing and weep,
where lactating breast and sweet bread inspire unfettered sleep.
© BeauAllen
Treasures fall to the bottom of the sea
Remnants of a timeless eternity.
Here where splendor and tragedy come knocking in an earnest, trepidated monotony.
Through grand clouds, and those resembling sheepish breaths-
Amongst sullen footsteps; that lead to stricken comrardes unable to ward off death.
This is where mother's nourish their young,
and young men watch with great anticipation and satisfaction;
perspiration beads appearing under noses, above anxious mouths
with tongues nervously tracing the outlines of their upper lips
And through the wind's lisp, one might hear the faint pulsating of throbbing dicks.
Here-
in this place where children dance, sing and weep,
where lactating breast and sweet bread inspire unfettered sleep.
© BeauAllen
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