Modern day Motions

 
I am the harrowed whore who has your heart beat humming
I've got you all strung up, harassed, helpless, and hopelessly horny
Tied up and tormented, teased, playing between pleasure and pain
Somewhat fearfully fantasizing, anticipating a final crescendo of climax

The same decorum filled dame who amuses with wit, grace and charm
Exposing, expelling anecdotes that amuse and leave them all in awe
You delight diners with alchemy of exquisite creations of sustenance
Textures, tastes anoint their palates playfully, masquerading art for eating

We retire to Egyptian cotton, black out curtains, lay our backs down bare
Serendipitously slumber starts her séance, you take your side, I take mine
Classic compositions cause chaos as the drilling of the altruistic alarm awakes
AM military efficiency executed, you growl I grin, week wages wins once again

I dominate deliver design brave battle against pin stripes, slick hair, bad suits
Articulate for a sinner disguised as a saint, who side steps St Peter’s Gilded Gates
Once more I am jousting for the judge, for the jaded jury for victory and misplaced justice
Penance prevents prosecutes my vocal chords, glass entombed, I kill a few trees

His senses are avalanched onset by the perfection proportion of fresh farm produce
It cacophonies him for mass requiem silence for this is his religion his food ritual
Sculpting textural layering creating whilst the symphony of pots pans staccato steadily
Perfume permeating teasing tasting the organic opposites that now become brothers

While the day is done, the sun seeks shelter and the stars still share secrets
I look to you, still the same awe inspired rainbow seeking child wasting no regrets
Whilst I evoke cascading emotion, whip up a storm, you simply still me, anchor me
Laugh at my childish tantrums allow me no command nor captain, you stand aside me






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