Milk and Ichor
From America to Africa,
on a journey of curiosity.
Strange stories of erotica
so enchanting, this mystery.
Of weird liquid from a sable
fountain that turns people into
beings truly deliciously supple.
As beauteous as mountain dew.
Deep in the Congo Rainforest,
lies the artifact timeless, rarest.
Worshiped by peculiar tribes
never seen before, in the night.
In harmony they live, don't care
for African brethren in decline.
Proud, pure, splendid and bare,
men and women here often shine.
Welcome outsiders from everywhere,
stay and thrive with them if desired.
Spain, Germany, England, etc. Yeah!
Latin Americans, Asians, Arabs afire!
Now inside the Sacred Temple, behold!
The Fountain of Butumbinesha of old!
Goddess of Love-Flesh-Unity eternal!
Her jet-black milk, divine made material!
Uneasy, you want to take it in at first.
Here, time's illusion, so wait if you must.
'Til then, have a tour, see scenes of love.
Majestic orgies eyes never have enough.
Bronze against white, your lips gone dry.
Yellow against black, climaxes ever nigh.
Lesbian tongues dance together, aroused.
Flame of lust burning high, never doused.
Boys become men in an instant of warmth.
Girls to women in pleasure, in lovers' arms.
There is utter ecstasy in fetish and fantasy.
Nothing too light, nothing too much to see.
Scent of sweat and arousal there assaulting.
Smell of cum and piss, yess, never-ending.
Shit-coated cocks penetrate continuously.
Gaping wounds pouring blood ceaselessly.
Drink from terrible and grievous lacerations.
Lick, suck and taste ambrosia - their lesions.
Near death experiences fetch a great delight.
God-Mother's milk heals - the miracle sight.
Understand now? Not just sexual stimulant.
Withal Panacea - plagues, blights, irrelevant.
Feel yourself dripping? You're anticipating.
Nevermore secreting. Let us all be rejoicing!
Fasten your mouth around luscious breasts.
Gulp down fluids of divine and never regret.
Be healed of human afflictions and conflicts.
No longer you have to walk among the sick.
Feeling warm from inside, now you are free.
Mother's new child, let's celebrate with glee.
Taste kisses, start of our great mating spree.
Feel touches, t'is your puzzling reason to be.
Embrace lust with penetration very heavenly.
Washed away by skin against skin ever holy.
Savor rods of rapture, and swallow the seed.
Relish tasty juices, there is no shameful deed.
Through royal treatments weak mortals shun,
you'll be more beautiful than you already are.
Arise, fly and shine, glow brightly as the Sun.
No more bruises, tears, marks, sores'n scars.
For days and for nights, months fly by as thy
mind is on fire; self in heat and devoid of filth.
Nearly die, exhaustion, bleed; dry only to rise
again. Different now, fresher now; lack of guilt!
And the Hour of Ripeness is upon us, oh yea!
The Changing is approaching, hard to say nay!
The Emergence will signify the end of humans!
A new era has come to usher in their oblivion!
Shape of heads reorganizes, lengthens greatly!
Chests and bellies split, form a mouth widely!
Two or more merge together, groan and moan
with satisfaction to cracking sounds of bones!
Mouths stuck to anuses, oh human centipedes
from Hell - destined to self-pleasure hideously!
Enlightened figures stripped of skin, controlled
by blood-parasites, vomit forth, vomit the soul!
Cut ourselves, mutilation spell; see body parts
crawl to entwine with one another like fine arts!
Madness and joy, watch our organ toys burst
to create lovely harbingers of downfall'n dust!
Cumlusted brothers and sisters, rejoice at once!
Unite to build cocoons of birth, enemy undone!
The gifted ones shall spill their own blood-ichor
and let its spread, mark the land of horrid terror!
Now sister, it's your turn, don't you resist love!
For the God-Mother, mutate 'til deemed enough!
Give in to our Voice, our Path - bless the Unity!
No more humans and woes, only celestial purity!
Witness the formation of Mother's Beating Heart!
Flesh, issues and brains give Her life, life to birth!
More of us, more of you, and of the special ones
to expand territories of milk and ichor never gone!
