I'm an intellectual freak
I like getting kinky with books
Licking my fingers then sliding them across pages
Unorthodox imaginations make me wet
Stimulation in between my thighs
Rise
In thoughtful discussions
Innovation and creations
Keep playing we gone make a baby
This must be how Malcolm was conceived
Birthing Martin Luther King is my dream
Queens need Kings
And vice versa
Hold my skirt up and give me that work
I'm talking deep conversations
Mental stimulation
Sparking sexual causations
Third eye awakening
Lustful potential
Magnificent mental
Divine intellectual
Sapiosexual
About the Creator
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Dew drops reflected the light of the sun. The inhabitants of Whispering Woods woke up to the golden droplets of water on the leaves of the flora. The oaks particularly enjoyed the light and the maples did, too. Happiness enveloped all who lived there, even the rocks that cried out in the night delighted in the morning.
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