Comments I leave on DUP

 

I bite my complimentary forked tongue 


You must assume these sensuous licks to be a seduction  


That I may be a man without substance?


The moisture feels good on the bare skin of your art


As i patiently wedge the succulence of it's lips apart


Insert it into myself and penetrate deeply into your thoughts


There is no riddle in your passions


All night I could play dress up in exotic fashion


The truth is...


I see as others do not see


Always grasping beauty of a thing so easily


My vision filters blue of an unpolluted sea



A mind of open ocean


Imagination always flowing




I may view a facet of your diamond you did not intend


Shining in a spectrum that longs to transcend


What you really need is constructive criticism to take your craft truly far


Please be patient with me and I'll teach my child heart to see flaws