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» member profile:
raydust
» genre:
Jazz >
Jazz Fusion
» location:
Al Reyes
» label: unsigned
» for fans of: ac/dc, aerosmith, chet atkins, yes, america
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a thousand bullfrogs made a choir as she walked along the brickroad, shiffling her feet and swaying her hips gently in the wind, and her hair made a sound as it passed me that started a symphony in my head......
Her eyes looked at me with the intensity of space alien lasers and melted the core of my brain thru the cortex and left an indelible print on my mind forevermore.......
She was physical, she was pensive, she was moody, but the way she looked at me made this haunting melody resonate across the timpani of my ears and drove me bonkers for many days afterwards.....
moments passed before her gasp shook the room and shuddered the walls, her passion flailing and her wildness bold and fierce, she was out of control and went primal for the day.....
She was the way she was, it was the WAY she was that made her the way she was, and I loved the way she was in so many way, and she was like a melody that flowed from mountain to river streams......
she was amazing as well as fascinating, melting her way into my heart and stealing my soul at the same time, and as she did it I heard a stange haunting melody chiming in the background as she sang untold passages into my ears......
She was passionate as she danced, knocking me down with every movement of her hips, and leaving me gasping with every shake of he shoulders, she mesmerized my senses and left my soul aflame.....
She was tall, she was long, like a coconut tree with these two coconuts attached that danced in the wind and made a melody in my head that would not go away, as I'd hoped she wouldn't, either........
She looked dangerous, she looked divine, she looked inviting and inviting me to certain end, to a certain place where her melodies flowed over coconuts near rivers vast, deep, and dark, her mind wandering where no one dares......
even when she drank she was beautiful, and she could outdrink a sailor. Quite a woman, she walked tall and slender and her hips made a melody all of their own, joined by the choir she held between her tonsils.......
She was something different......walked different, talked in melodic vibes that left my mind palpitating, my heart on fire, and my deepest desires left aflame, for she was all woman, every last hair, every step she took.....
She was something different......walked different, talked in melodic vibes that left my mind palpitating, my heart on fire, and my deepest desires left aflame, for she was all woman, every last hair, every step she took.....
She was strong, savage of a woman, a beast of a female, her appetite insatiable, her eyes direct, her touch was something else......
the emotions that flowed from her came out like melodies from a symphony, and she gushed forward in her own way and left behind a cascade of disaster...
things were talking to each other and I got into the conversation, and the riddems came together in this great party of sound and music......
attitude and emotion surround a wave of sonic energy that engulfed by brain and my soul...... the vibes cam out as a melody I felt for days.....
the rush of the moment made the girl do things she'd not considered and the rhythm of her moves made things happen......
A sonic adventure into a new world of melodic evolution. it placates the senses and applies musical relief to the brain's synapses.....
the strangeness of the moment and the look on her face gave me a feeling that came out as a melodic waterfall of notes and melodies, and they were recorded into vastness of subnookelar vastness.....
The energy of a different source permeated the air and I could feel sonic waves enveloping my head and my essence.....
the girl look powerful, hips wide enough, lips mean enough, and as she walked this came out each step....
an explosion of sound and emotion catapulted the evening into high gear and her libido was stuck in fifth gear for the next week....
the jumping donkey had a riddem all his own nd they sounded like this, as he danced
collisions of sonic washes and tones create a harmony of rhythms that give pleasure the the brain's center
Tones and rhythms come together to create a wash of music and sound that covers the senses with an ocean of melodic pleasure.....