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on those days...
on those days
that excitement overcomes the discipline of poise
and our words reflect unrestrained impulse
i express as an organism
reflecting the chaotic rhythms of a stimulated body
the threshold of ‘voluntary’ demolished
and spasms of mind and body quake
into self induced frenzy
an erotic majesty
ruling all else
certainly the ultimate goal of touch and word
sensual or sadistic
cerebral or a package of whispers in the air
injecting its luscious potion
into the veins of mind
to pump through a heart on the edge of palpitations
where arousal is a conundrum
and pleasure is torment
whose gate has been demolished
by your sexy will
that excitement overcomes the discipline of poise
and our words reflect unrestrained impulse
i express as an organism
reflecting the chaotic rhythms of a stimulated body
the threshold of ‘voluntary’ demolished
and spasms of mind and body quake
into self induced frenzy
an erotic majesty
ruling all else
certainly the ultimate goal of touch and word
sensual or sadistic
cerebral or a package of whispers in the air
injecting its luscious potion
into the veins of mind
to pump through a heart on the edge of palpitations
where arousal is a conundrum
and pleasure is torment
whose gate has been demolished
by your sexy will
Published 28th Jan 2021
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Anonymous
29th Jan 2021 3:51pm
"where arousal is a conundrum
and pleasure is torment"
.... yes.
🌹
xo
and pleasure is torment"
.... yes.
🌹
xo
29th Jan 2021 4:07pm
thank you Blue - i feel a bit like a broken record though...more self-deprivation and self consciousness of over the top emotions and arousal...how wonderfully debilitating it can be. some of these things i write, i dont believe i can help but author.
9th Feb 2021 2:15am
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