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MY COMFY COUCH

by Pantherion Prime

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MY COMFY COUCH without a doubt my comfy couch... my... heavenly sent for you to scent this seat this place now meant for me... and you... in our time spent hanging out together around for hours in the sacred lair of... that be... what it be of my holy refuge the Den of Pandera is... that place I use... my darling... that ground of play... for me and with you... it is that safe space for only us... to thus be here kept to sleep... a place to feed our hearts be in this... my mighty fortress it was built for you to be in my dearest love... the goddess or else... it is but for me alone... the sweetest... solitude. this... domicile... where the only rent is spent at the expenditure of my deepest gratitude. a taste of nesting and nestling wherewith I take my breaks wherewithal... naked you... and naked me can hide away... in deeper moods and motions free... yes my comfy couch...without a doubt we couched so... secretly you see we be... in my... own... little personal paradise please pardon me... if I just want to stare at you... for yet a while but my aware of you... in the garden of... your pubis there your beauty here thus hidden where no pierce of them nor dream of them can be reached nor breached by the prying eyes of public view. that world of words taken where... this faith of me resides... your world inside my ears... til I left my dear... to float here in a trance... I situated in an everlasting shift... of disposition... I listening to your body... and I visioning your pour of spirit you calling me... with everything near it exposed to look upon... to long... to touch... to here taste... to see...before I ever do. you so... well composed love's swelling in my sense of it... the very idea of it the rise of me the eyes of me now that spy the lie down of you... upon... the oh my my... of me... the oh my my of of I with... eyes on you. you know... you the one that comes in her assorted colors the hues of skin... of you...as she the one of whom is sung the muse of... royal blue... you she who be... the mistress of perpetually stripped naked the perception of... this spread... of red velvet take... without a doubt on my comfy couch... and yes... you be she... who be to me... the dispersion of purple passion as well as the... incurring of... the patterns of these... upholstered fabrics furnished as... the burn of... copper and brass the magnetic pass of me by you... seated as my couching tigress my ingress upon you... a bless no less upon you... as I have told you oh how the mouth of me is so filled... with thee the extent of my addendum not one the least of them so central for me... to breathe of me this conversation piece my pen expressed in what such... is lust ALL ways... in me... again and again see I try so hard to describe how I so... smitten in... my everyday and in my every night... the very length of every month and year yes smitten... with the beautiful being of you. I so crazy 'bout my baby I so elated by... the instooling of her royal highness and your majesty set in... her proper... seat. yea! the queendom of my kitten cum... it is you,,, who seem to run things baby. here lately it is ever you in these hazy lines of mine I to recite them by my... writes of you. and it is right there... it is right there... that I dare to lyrically kiss you... for ALL aught... I to... verbally lick... you too. for... see without a doubt... you the the ninth art of the supernal word that hot pot of... a potty mouth you a naughty girl your seethe through teeth and lips uncovered 'pon... the lovely cushions of... my favorite... comfy couch. Pantherion Speaks through PRIME Scribes © 2014
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RED VELVET TAKE haven't you heard? tonight... dessert's for dinner! the desire of a good boy and I think that I... so deserve her and without a blink... I want to... serve her up! she... to me... the swelling vision of a lovely take! the very make of the provisions of the existential mind... imaginative. I lost in the kisses of her sweet icing she to me of... thinly cut a slice of cake. just a little tiny taste of laid lately... on this comfy couch of mine... laid flavorfully indeed in red velvet. and my tongue to lie if I said... it not tied I want feel her so lazily laying within my mouth once come the better provisions of her visually satisfying taste. the natural fact of she that feeds this... ravenous need in me... this insatiable hunger in the depths of me be for the dine of me with wine upon this... sweet child of mine. I so not... resigned in the emphatic reply of me I so enthusiastic to thus meet then greet then eat... and feast upon... her sensuous. she the impart of these the mostly moist viably crimson parts of me... the bleeds that come once she so deeply touches with what so tempts me thus. she the more than an insatiable breathe unshakable be of this natural high so fly that I... feel in every degree... of no filter on my freaky. the flux of the pounding of my heart in the artful soul of ALL her whole from luscious busts... to curl of toes the... deluxe and exquisite in this deliciousness I see. and she... is the very gratify and pacify of the me oh my... of me-myself-and I. we three each beside ourselves as we indulge our selves in the flagrant defy... of why I think to never tell us to deny the never pry of this here reply from possibility of my malignant in the sweet tooth of this ink. and she to me... this need to touch... such flesh. the salivation of the lustful me so... devilish my impishness to drip on her lips such liquid with bursts and crusts... of sugar. she so embellished in these portly lines of mine. the design of me to... stick this tip of forked tongue into the hot cinnamon flesh... of shorty slim my words to explore every manner of such sins the brush to... lick and stroke thick of her. the bush of afro picked 'pon the glossed and slicked surface of her... oily sheen the ALL ready... predatory think of me preparatory for me to sink in... pores... of skin so soft to me so tonight... dessert's for dinner! the desire of a good boy and I think that I... so deserve her want to... serve her up! she... to me... the swelling vision of a lovely take! the very make of the provisions of the existential mind imaginative I lost in the kisses of her sweet icing she to me of... thinly cut a slice of cake. just a little tiny taste of laid lately... on this comfy couch of mine... laid flavorfully indeed in this red velvet.... take. Pantherion Speaks​ from PRIME Scribes​ © 2013
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PURPLE PASSION FABRIC purple... strangely is not just one but an array... of a range of... different hues an arranged combination of fused colors a natural occurrence between the mix... of two of the primaries colors of red... and blue. and it is as... deep... a shade of rich as it is... as such... situated betwixt the lightest and darkest pitches of crimson and of violet.... and maroon! baby's phat! she too is rich and it doesn't take an advanced degree for me... to clearly see this! no... we don't no need rocket science. for we can plainly see the compliance of the... purple passion of she that on these... shiny sheets of... fabric be these tiny bits of magick... the prefect of this... her perfectly pictured description the reminiscence of high cheek bones and tiny hands the very definition of sweet lips to kiss for me and ALL so of what is called so... deeply intellectually... yes she's sexxxy... indeed... in deed. and she a... soft pillowette of lust filled words and images... the prints in flush-filled pink of the poetic pen... the Prime in the ink and such of I... so inspired to write my lust for her. indeed the why of it that be I so... fired up in me... and I excited by my own desire you... for you... for you this purple girl... and though I admit I want her sex there are other things I want from her purple world... yes you... and more so too and yet I just so beguiled by this the lovely of that smile of hers... her flex of fingers the grooved style of her crimped and... kinky hair... right there! in the natural curl of her you see she speaks... without a word to me but with but a gesture of her hand she the expand to open fan and even her point of toes have a language ALL their own you see this... mood moving in my... following of the camera... a chimera... such a womanly... and fabulous beast the reach... of what... my mind's eye sees that shutter of light speed by the flutter by of my selective focus here applied. my quick time then... thus slowed and set... to low by very need of me... at the every sight of she allowed to by me to be taken in I like a roll of film so temptingly over exposed and I must stop myself if... for but a moment just to capture this... utterly picture perfect... of her thick the raise of arched eyebrow on the horizon of a lit up rainbow sky the divide of I now... stretched so high where I lie above... the other ones the shadowed colors of her... batting lashes the flatter of hips and thighs that catch my sighs with she in a lay... of an intimate way. and she so meant... to be laid by me... the sway... in a gaze of lazy eyed lovers exchange we two... these souls... so lovely the look that lives... between us the parting of the earth with seed and the planting of these flowery... forevers of so... slinkily posed and as... so it is... so... mote it be that those words composed in the half crazy mind of me... that see that indeed it is... she that is this... purple passion's fabric in the tender bleed of touch of me. so delicate... and so true... so true... this fact that purple strangely is not just one color but an array of a... range of different hues. Pantherion Speaks from PRIME Scribes © 2013
4.
THE MUSE OF ROYAL BLUE the muse of royal blue a queen a dream cum true... cum up as if... a dream it seems that you were... out of the blue. the muse of royal blue. the muse of royal blue. she is that which rings she is... she who sings with such musings. the muse of royal blue so loyal... so real... surreal yes... so truly.... true. the muse of royal blue. so true to her nature and yes so... beautifully and so... tastefully so true... to her lovely herself. the muse of royal blue. the muse of royal blue. a waist that.... whiles away a smile that stays that way in the best of times the worst of times a way that says... she is a daughter of Indus Kush. and despite the bitter things she has been through... despite this she indeed this... sweet gush perfumed with the scent of myrrh and... frankincense couched upon the cushions of... my velvet azure... and she is pure allure the muse of royal blue. the muse of royal blue. with the ebon measure of her she is a pleasure to her lover her people... and even her king a national treasure lacking nothing... nothing to match with that which what is just what her presence brings the render of onyx stone to liquid from indigo ink so much more than a little trinket adored as a tinkling thing she the muse of royal blue the muse of royal blue the muse of royal blue the muse of royal blue she with... skin tinted bronze like brass... ALL legs... and arms and ass and eggs a delightful sight...to see the lackadaisical lay of Aphrodite but the play... of Maitre Urzulie yes! such a serious plaything! something... someone... some what... so sumptuous yet nothing and no one to be played with. nor played down... so easily. see she... the muse of... royal blue. the muse of royal blue. the muse of royal blue. and even as... the slink of she each inch of her... duly measured by me her swivel of hips her pout of lips the width of her breadth her depth... her intelligence indelibly these the reasons she the muse of me... to lounge with me and me... alone... her throne upon my... comfy couch the hue of lapis lazuli. the leave of the scent of she the smell of... sweet almond and of lotus leaf the swelling of the powerful seat of she... that be... the the muse.... of royal blue. the muse of royal blue. the muse of royal blue. the muse of... royal... blue Pantherion Prime from PRIME Scribes © 2013
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THE COUCHING TIGRESS the couching tigress an unusual animal indeed! the rarest breed she who couches 'pon the topmost be of the fabric of my... comfy couch... the convenience of a... a strong back covered by an animal skin... she... more than just a vision but ALL so a disposition of hued browns her way the system of a down of... mahogany earth flattered by the discourse... of beige. no doubt she is the most lustful page of my erotika I a trustful slave to her hypnotica the fav of ALL my anima the blazing glory of a perfect picture... of pure... copper allure. her very tone an allure to listen to... beneath the rhythmic drum a story told in the intimate sentiments of me my self lost in the lusty thoughts of her. she the abide of why I try so hard... to live here with my lovely ALL alone... the... golden thing of this my inner sing the alloy of my sense aware... with flared nostrils she... staring as she ALL ways does her gaze of ALL ways hungry a blaze of glory for what? for that most to love me! my couching tigress the sit of my big cat... she my kitten the pudenda dendata my little pussy given with claws and teeth. her paws this reason to pause in the eyes of the tigress hers... this hazy way that's got the eye of me... ALL smitten. my couching tigress. she ALL ways looking into the through of me as if she about to just lunge forward and lick me with her tongue... my couching tigress. she ALL ways looking into the through of me as if she just about to lunge forward and lick me. my couching tigress. she ALL ways looking into the through of me as if she just about to lunge forward... and lick me. Pantherion Speaks​ from PRIME Scribes​ © 2013

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MY FAVORITE COMFY CHAIR.This is the title track for this spoken word audio album which was based on a previously published picture album that appeared in written word form only on my Facebook writers page called PRIME Scribes in 2013. It was called MY COMFY COUCH then.

These writings were a series of poems that were in part based on and inspired by the individually photographed images of the lovely nude models that you will find included with each track if you click on them. I found them on Pinterest and decided that they would be be great writing prompts which I grouped under the heading MY COMFY COUCH.

Each of these lovely ladies is laid out... or seated on very comfortable looking plush couches in their photo shoots. They were given names first by me. The poems came later... each one in its own time... only when the inspiration hit me... and I was able to write. Names like RED VELVET TAKE, PURPLE PASSION and THE MUSE OF ROYAL BLUE were names I came up with for them.

I had no foreknowledge that a series of audio recordings would come of this and even once I decided to record them 2 years later after having begun this project I ALL so had no idea what they might sound like. I had earlier in 2014 begun to try my hand at recording myself A capella and then finally began to dabble with what little I knew about digital audio production and some of my experience as a musician and songwriter in my younger days.

I used other peoples tracks and other people's music to try to create a musical environment in which my written words might come alive in... in sound. I tried to vary the sounds I used... and the tracks I borrowed or remixed or otherwise made and the result you hear here. Have a seat, stay for a while... get comfortable... curl up on MY FAVORITE COMFY COUCH and enjoy the mood I hopefully created for you.

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released March 5, 2015

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Pantherion Prime Riverside, California

Pantherion Prime is a pen name of mine...

it is an dentity... a personality that I use to scribe...
and describe the spiritually erotic notions and annotations
of my works in esotericeand rotic poetry.

I AM a multi-disciplinary artist who creates through sculptures through
poetry and music that could... and would reflect
the very essence of me... as a matriarchal man.
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