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Prestige Meets Protege
Holding her breathe
within a heart beating chest
As versus dance upon the third peak of her eyeris
Like minds made of the finest thread,
high class intellect
woven together into poetic treads
Persistence swallowing perseverance
Standing under the confirmations of mute conversations
That speak loudly for days behind closed eyelids
heavy breathing
breaking the silence of the night
as she studies internal reactions of this...
this
suspense.....
this...cause of all this wet,
This.....orgasmic peak
frozen and suppressed,
This....fierce
This....immense,
far more than intense,
Just flat out impassioned,
devout,
carnal
arrogance
Pause
Let me hop off my intellectual oasis,
This point is so important,
Ill even turn it down to basic
I would hate for the lamen to not be able to taste it
When I say that...
I.....
have.....
been mind fucked
Raw
Into greedy throws of enticing malice
Beyond the point of any orgasmic limits
Prerequisite propositions written by honoring lyrical gods,
Uplifting the goddess with crown and rod..
Yes.....I confess,
I know the depths within the meaning of ones born identity,
Cultivating broken pieces to one entity
Daring time to play this treacherous game
Torturous foreplay,
Birthing forth fights
to scream and beg,
Plead....
for the powerful draw
of this narcissistic tide....
Being poetry's vine to
tied up,
raunchy lyricists rides
Straight violated in delicious ways,
locked up weight of ebony drapes
Encasing the curves of her shape
Gifted with the grace of no shame
Fervent is her only level of tame,
Never a pawn in anyone's game
Holding a crown in her hand,
because her prize jewel is too valuable to frame
High on a pedestal her dreams holds her brain
Keeping out of reach the carnivores lurking beyond the lector
A complete segregated sector
Producing intellectual nectar
Sweet tease of epiphanies dream,
Unraveled at the seams....
And so it seems,
that the waves rumble and scheme
Revealing hidden doors to
the vexation of my inner being
Published 6th Mar 2017
| Edited 7th Mar 2017
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7th Mar 2017 10:34am
"Persistence swallowing perseverance
Standing under the confirmations of mute conversations
That speak loudly for days behind closed eyelids "
captivating visual...
there's so many one liners..
to stop and pause the reader..
leaving him/ her eager for that next line..
you chopped it up
broke it down
and served this dish hot!!!!
sounds like something you'd spit in the booth!
..
Standing under the confirmations of mute conversations
That speak loudly for days behind closed eyelids "
captivating visual...
there's so many one liners..
to stop and pause the reader..
leaving him/ her eager for that next line..
you chopped it up
broke it down
and served this dish hot!!!!
sounds like something you'd spit in the booth!
..
7th Mar 2017 1:49pm
"When I say that...
I.....
have.....
been mind fucked
Raw" > these lines made me smile, nothing can beat a good mind fuck!
As usual... outstanding poem, you never dissappoint...
I.....
have.....
been mind fucked
Raw" > these lines made me smile, nothing can beat a good mind fuck!
As usual... outstanding poem, you never dissappoint...
Anonymous
7th Mar 2017 7:24pm
And here I sit, mouth hanging open with words escaping me. As Duende said...those lines are amazing and potent. Very nice!
