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Flutters In The Pool Of Illucid Ogle - Poem

Flutters In The Pool Of Illucid Ogle    
      
She wears the bikini of the butterfly club.      
The psych nurse sunbathe      
on a floating mattress in the hospital pool.      
This is lucky for the lad      
whose kaleidoscopic nature      
is a sensual psychedelia.
His fractal mind sees floating bikinis     
 
But her golden heat is no hallucination  
As it seeps into molten flesh      
with her supple thighs glazed in lotion      
that glows with prismatic allure.      
Her jade eyes sparkle with sensual fury      
in midnight paroxysms of supernal delight.      
Her dragon tattoo rises from the sacred triangle      
like a harbinger of unearthly pleasures      
a promise of what lies beneath      
where paradise beckons in luscious splendor.           
     
She says, “Goddess worshipping      
won’t get you out of your noon Haldol shot.”      
I reply, “Let me float with you      
in a drugless state of mind      
for just a murmur of a dream.”      
“I am flattered but your med schedule      
must be adhered to strictly.      
The therapeutic effect needs punctuality.”      
“Your beauty is the pill for what ails me.”      
   
“I tell you what, you can watch me      
rise from this water      
in full view of my posterior      
if you promise to be at the nurse’s station      
promptly at noon for your injection.”      
   
“That is a deal made in heaven.      
But can I watch you dry off as well?”      
“You are pushing the nurse and patient boundaries      
but what the heck. I can dig that my beauty      
has a synaptic effect beneficial      
to your overall mental health.      
So you can gaze to your heart’s content.      
I won’t put it in your record.”      
“Nurse Sunshine, you are the best.”      
“Now look in my direction      
for your viewing pleasure.”        
          
She rises in supernatural spectacle      
like a Pre-Raphaelite vision      
where the luster of angelic beatitude      
shines as bright as the Milky Way.      
Her fiery mane cascades in waves of ecstasy      
dangling on the edge of forever.      
Above the crack in the cosmic egg      
She is a surfer girl of an alternate reality.
Written by goldenmyst
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