Goin As I'm Cummin

Ev'ry stroke of you increase my heartbeat to its core,
I'm chunky like that monkey Ben & Jerry keep in stores,
I'd give my life to satisfy your hunger deep and raw,
while sweatin like the refs are at our bedside keepin score.

I'm huffin as I'm puffin takin deep breaths from the gut,
to make you feel each deciliter that I'm gonna bust,
inside of you so tried and true like butter; say it's so,
I'm goin as I'm cummin darlin; what a way to go.

Your moans are like Viagra; I'm more difficult than most,
my butter mixes with your jam it's ummmm delish like toast,
tonight I'll have you feeling like your flying up the coast,
f**k East and West I eats the best Down South if functional.

See you can climb on top and ride it; ain't no stoppin you,
or I can be like Celie's Pops and die on top 'a you,
the moral of this ditty is I'm great cause either way,
I'm goin as I'm cummin til I get my breathin straight.

©2014
The Cunning Linguist

Author's Note

A friend I were conversing one day about death. He said he wanted to die while having sex with his wife and asked him "You wanna be goin as you're cummin?!". After a few laughs, this piece was born.