You’re such a woman.
Optimized by the thrusts of nature,
taking it like a statue being impaled
by gusts of wind.

Helpless to the sensation,
Your only option is to screech
soft echos of pleasure
that resonate with the melodies
pounding within.

You weather the storm.

Holding your ground
while being turned on
by the functions of anatomy,
which supply you with the tools
to experience pleasure
each time you take
a stroke of skin.

You get beat into submission.
The sensation overwhelms your senses
as it strengthens
the width of my flesh
causes the path inside you
to expand.

Craving the intimacy of oneness,
you accept my proposal
to make you queen of
the castle
erected for you to live.

As I carve my vows
into your walls,
You sink the head of my throne
through a narrow crevice
to reach the bottom
of your den.

Every day is our anniversary,
We renew our vows
only to bury them into
the soil of matrimony
to be recycled
and over

We are now frozen
in a synchronous moment,
an eternal participant
in the ceremonial practice
of repeatedly creating
the end.

Royalty on the throne.

Birthed from the sun,
emerged from the snow.

Migrated together to create
a chemical reaction well known…

We are well aware of what happens
when heats touches the cold.

My heart gets soft
when I’m around you.

Ready to receive the warmth
that surrounds you,
I feel your heat as you enter the room.

Melting tense muscles,
Painful memories disengage
to make way for your pleasant mood.

It was more than a temporary embrace.

We merged a bond that transcended
the temporal properties of space.

It resembles what we do everyday;
Travel the distance back and forth
between us
while simultaneously remaining in place.

Palms merged, fingers interlaced.
Our energy resonates
and reverberates
across dimensional planes.

Haven’t I felt this before?
It feels exactly the same.

Which is proof that true love
will never change.

The timer has been set to brew.

You grind the beans
as I push my flesh in you.

Milk the sex from you,
While creaming the nest for two.

Half and half.

We bathe in each other’s nectar.
Fertilizer spreads throughout the canal, combining the liquids for a thicker texture.

Fill my cup with your creamer.
I stuff myself inside you
to allow my grounds to lay deeper.

The pot fills until it spills over.
Leaving residue
until we pour it and start over.

Your latte is stirred with my spoon.

Always in season,
You’re my favorite flavor to consume.

Intro (Marce Smith)

Verse 1 (Godspeed2)

I feel like I’m the only one that’s left,
No remains,
Just abandoned.
What stood a stable figure
somehow got broke down to fragments.
Trying to recover from what happened to my family;
Failed relationships
evolving from misunderstandings.
A cold day in the city,
someone dead,
someone missing,
But no matter
the conditions,
somehow managed
to live with it,
And without further admittance,
or new answers on what did it,
We now have to admit
that we are failing at forgiveness.

Verse 2 (Marce Smith)

Lets leave the past
somewhere behind,
And bring back the good relationship we had.

When no one’s there for you,
Family is all we have.
When no one’s there for you…

Chorus (Marce Smith)

I know I
Broke your heart
And you did too.
I know you
And I had
Things to do.

But family is family
So we gotta stay close (Close).
When nobody’s there for you,
Family is your support!

Verse 3 (Jemma Webb)

Can’t believe you left me isolated,
We were supposed to be unbreakable!
But instead you lost your way
and listen to them instead of me.

I’m not here to break ties.
I don’t know
why we even divided.
Confide in me
in the name of our family.

Chorus (Marce Smith)

I know I
Broke your heart
And you did too.
I know you
And I had
Things to do.

But family is family
So we gotta stay close (We gotta stay close)
When nobody’s there for you
Family is your support!

Outro (Jemma Webb)

Don’t you leave me,
Don’t you leave me!
We got a bond to represent!

We got blood that’s golden,
Gotta mend my heart that’s broken.