I wonder does she know... how so... easily with a word... or... just with... the lack thereof... that she... and only she has the ability perpetually to... raise me... nigh up to the 7 heavens of her throne. I wonder does she know... she it is... that crowns me... with the be... of me... in the being of me... thus so... I... wonder does she know... it is she.. who thus doth... send me... to the... highest of the heights of... yes...fo' sho'... fo' sho' I wonder does she know... does she know that it is she... that hath made me? that it is... she that can effectively... take me remake a man... like me... the likeness of a god... the growling... of a beast... and lay these... 3 down... so low beneath. shape me like... the surface... a word... the heart of me but a sculpture... to dutifully serve the beauty... of her purpose? yea! in the Great Work... she need not really do anything... for me... but to raze... the above of ground... of me... she cum lately to resurrect... a latency in me... and with the lushest... thrust of tongue... that with which she... touches me with... is her love... and I so... sinfully touched... that I cum... bust. I the muster of her name when she thus ignites me... and I so... righteously... and so violently... do so happily... run to die. with the slightest lie... in me no more asleep to what is... that is her her lust. I wonder does she know... that she could and she must... very well... turn around... then leave me... yet I'd still be... in the... follow... of her flow... and I would be thus suspended in a state of this... fall of... no matter into animation my lover the... mother of my id... my fallen ego and rise of anti-hero my... super-hero. I in the natural fact of ALL... of that... and... ALL... of this... she shows. I wonder does she know... does she know... how it is... that she... ever had and ever hath not never had this exclusive power... to move me... she like a gentle mistress that reproves me... with her sweet kisses planted deep and she calls... me her master and she... calls... herself... my sub and yet it is she... that is but the every degree of these... unspoken urges the of hub of my... wheel... the epicenter of her... that hold that... I know... rules me... she... schools me... in the when ever in the ... where ever then... of this what ever of that... which... ever it is... I need so much... and it is the... bleed that I have penned then when next she bids me... and but... for that... love I'd live... forever... to be... to do... or go. and I... ALL ways will follow even when I... think I... lead a thing... she's so... wondrous as my speech... before my writes do reach... my ears and eyes so ponderous as the light... of darkest silence... ALL aglow I... wonder does she know... that I AM King because she the Queen... hath told me so? I wonder at the math of this... I... wonder does she know? I... wonder does she know? I... wonder does she know? Pantherion Prime from PRIME Scribes © 2014

THE DANCING STORM PRIME now... I wonder... can you write upon a dancing storm? can you delight in this violent crash of thunder? can you... get excited by the lightning's flash... the Titans and their clash against the Mighty One's rotating hips? the crackle of the whip there at... your fingertips. now... I wonder can you take it into...ecstatic trance? can you take it higher even up to the seven levels... of heaven up above? can you write upon a dancing storm? can you... do what... you know that you... were born... to do... for love? let none tear away... what's yours from you. can you not... cast a spell or form a swell... of clouds against the blackest sky? can you not... make your enemies fly in the face of you? by T''Challa! can you not write upon a dancing storm? can you not ... do what you were born to do? I need not really wonder... I believe in you. Pantherion Speaks through PRIME Scribes © 2015 APHRO Wonder no more Your question's cum To answer you I, Ororo Implore - can you dance upon my storm's ride? Let my phases Control your tide? Can you..open entry...your citadel For my barrage? Flood with...loosed shimmies... Décolletage? Well versed in stealth theft Of things bringing death Allow wet lithe lines to bring back Shooting stems...on... Your Big-headed staff I cum...in a mutated trance Presents laid and stance In them contained... Health...wealth...count the grinds.. Do the Math Your eyes speak of doubt Please don't...use your mind As our Kind's spout...bust drought Giving way to sure sprout! Yesssss, I CAN!! I CAN take it higher!!! Grab my hips...climb with me! Up we go...merging...dizzy The naughty with the nadiis My sacred pathways...delve! Beyond the portals seven to twelve I'll do...what I was ...born...to do! I dedicate my gift...to you! Hard earned's the know of who I AM Snatch it? None..from skies, seas or sand! My thunder's bolt is Mine! A warning given to animals and Man Sealed long ago was my destiny By candlelight and litany Me worry?! About enemies?! That's what you're for - protect me! T'Challa...T'Challa... I quench your thirsty land Note sparking hand...see Soul assured..and drown In belief in Me! © lilbabysoul/Aphro Ingenuity