Eminent Fury/ Shutter

Eminent Fury
 
Can you feel it, that  
lingering vapor in the air?
 
That same one that  
emits from your skin,  
 
resonating original sin,  
tempting me to dive right  
 
in and taste the nectar  
of seductive nature  
my satisfying caper.
 
Come to me now,  
collapse in my arms  
grasp my hulking frame,  
 
feel the boiling prurience  
permeating like electric mist,  
 
invading you subconscious  
through inhalation cycloning  
to your feral chamber of inhibition,  
 
tap dancing across your spastic  
atrium your fighting so hard to  
keep me from seeping in;  
 
a thousand feathery breaths  
whimper from your magic button
so wet you have become;  
 
I haven't even placed  
a finger upon thee now  
your juices begin to run.  
 
Shutter
 
Squander a boiling  
sigh as my finger,  
 
oscillates down the  
curvature of your jawline,  
 
viewing the dilating  
galaxies spastically,  
 
sashaying into your  
subconscious,  
 
your murmur freezes  
in sanguine contrails,  
 
lower lip quivering
rhythmic pulse undulating  
goosebumps rising  
on placid areoles.
 
Glistening dew  
resonates shimmering  
along your body,  
 
pheromone vapor slips  
fervently into the silence,
 
igniting a grandiose firework  
fiasco between your thighs,  
 
moistness seeps  
from an Elysian chamber,
 
my drifting finger  
traipse gingerly along your,  
 
hips to the valley of honey  
dew drops that awaits.  
 
Slowly, a wave of quiet  
ferocity begins to beguile  
your staggering form,  
 
a thousand streams  
of harmony collapsing  
your third eye,  
 
brewing feral toxicity  
you gawp into the depths,
 
of my lanterns to  
steal a broken kiss,  
 
to accept death  
from tantric bliss.

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