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traveling

I take the path
that offers little
resistance-just enough
though to slightly
alter my planned course

The route is besieged
with many treasures
that a man finds to be
of beauty laced in erotic
energies that propel one
closer to the desired destination

I follow the wanton course
until movement halts but
motion shall just begin
as I hug each curve and turn
that was caressingly felt
with all the weight that I am

The drive takes me over
the breasts of porcelain land
with such eloquence that
I no longer possess the skills
to travel without her guidance
as the winds whisper
“come ride me, love”
Written by dysfunctionalheart (Mark Anthony)
Published | Edited 26th Jan 2015
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