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Harmony Theater

           
             
it's the shifting of your hourglass frame              
permitting the slippage of time            
emancipated in creamy shades of anticipated naught            
let's imagine you...haughty heiress  to             
the realm of my right him-is-sphere            
dreading the wait and the weight of a dreaded mane            
draped over a bared bodied banquet              
coveting a rare confection            
seasoned with a proprietary blend            
of poetic spices            
             
             
our vices teach and torment simultaneously            
wandering that red light district            
speaking in coded tongue            
as they meet in obscure dark alleyways            
hinting with innuendos            
peeking through a tinted window of opportunity            
luring with alluring verbiage            
as an invite to incite the demeanor of Delilah            
to come play a role for Sampson            
             
             
RSVP            
             
             
step inside the velvet rope            
for a private screening of behind closed door politics            
masquerade as that raunchy vulgar vixen            
as a parade of indecent proposals tempt the senses            
lyrically fornicating while formulating              
new modes of movement within this triumvirate of      
arrogance elegance and intelligence            
not for consumption of a gentle mentality            
the temple must be put to the test            
spread openly upon the thespian's staged melodrama            
here you will get your intentions arrested        
handcuffed..manhandled..pinned to the wall...skirt hiked up       
thoroughly searched before your rites are read            
             
             
you have the right to remain silent            
speak only with your eyes            
tantric antics just one of many drugs of choice here            
where we explore techniques designed to            
experience osmosis of the physical and the mystical              
allowing us get high on our own supply              
of human affection through extrasensory injections            
as we luxuriate in yet another relapse              
while watching time collapse into liquidated thoughts            
inside the brothel of poetry            
             
Written by Naajir
Published | Edited 7th Mar 2017
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