Midnight Rhythms

The anarchy of passion
Contend with our sanity
Beastly rage in motion
Defile the serenity

As the quiet night observes
The sweetest art of man
Bonding as two perfect halves
Far in ecstasy land

This is how I like to journey
Deep down the mystery hole
Wherein something sweeter than honey
Breaks me and makes me whole

Hotter than fire I make her
A ball of rolling fire
With all thanks to the maker
Who formed in man desires

And a handy beautiful woman
What blessings can one soul behold
With charms that drives a man abnormal
Like an artist she tenderly molds

Every feeling I try to express
Is channelled in the right direction
Abducting my consciousness without stress
As she guides my hard erection

Into every accepting hole
Yearning for violent penetration
As we make love without control
Awaking a silent nation

Dancing to the song of the heart
The song of inmate feelings
Of patternless voices from the dark
As we flow with the midnight rhythm