upwards

whirlwinds
of desire
rise
from these
clenched toes.

you
Have
no Idea
what ecstasy feels
as
it fornicates
wickedly with serendipitous bliss.

or
when passions
and purpose
join
in orgies of
tittilatory and
anticipatory worship.

are you asleep?

perhaps.

beauty rains
her love upon these waiting
lips.

and i hunger for
more.

are you still waiting?

sorry,

we’re gone.

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