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Open the eyes of your mind more and the lips of your thighs less



Your private part should not be your comfort zone

Just like you shouldn't take the convenience the toilet bares literally

Reason isn't farfetched

No matter how beautiful you decorate it, it's still a place of shit and piss

Learn to explore the world from the eyes of your mind

Not the lips of your private part

The eyes might cry at the end

But you see the private part, it'll stink at the end

Even the Bible teaches us about eyes and lips

You must learn to open the eyes more

And learn to open the lips less

Little wonder why the vagina is shaped like a lips

And the cock...known as the lovers tongue

The private part will always be slippery and wet

Or hard this minute and soft the next

It's the wrong foundation to build and grow

Whatever is created from there won't stand...for long...Pun intended!

Unreliable

You can't control nor predict it

But you see the mind...it will always be hungry

It will always thirst for more

It will always be open

Whereas, the private part will always be hidden, covered and private

Open your mind more and your legs less

For it is the fastest way to achieve orgasmic success

No matter how long and how much you stroke the mind, it won't go to sleep after climax

It will dare for more!!!




© Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne

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