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I’ll continue to play with it
Lights low
Ecstasy in the air
No Memories of sharp breaths and abstract kisses
But Passion still overflows from virginal visions
With Forsaken feathery light touches whispering over swollen lips
Bringing The scent that bleeds through the stale air
Stimulating the tingles that start from the toes snaking its way up to a clenched belly
Heart beating like a dead man
exploding into a serine gasp of intaking breaths
seeping out in waves and waves of Liquid ecstasy.
Ecstasy in the air
No Memories of sharp breaths and abstract kisses
But Passion still overflows from virginal visions
With Forsaken feathery light touches whispering over swollen lips
Bringing The scent that bleeds through the stale air
Stimulating the tingles that start from the toes snaking its way up to a clenched belly
Heart beating like a dead man
exploding into a serine gasp of intaking breaths
seeping out in waves and waves of Liquid ecstasy.
Published 3rd Oct 2023
| Edited 6th Oct 2023
Author's Note
Just missed writing will be tweaking it up soon
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3rd Oct 2023 10:17am
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3rd Oct 2023 10:39am
Honestly, the last stanza is the best bit in my opinion, just for the descriptive climax alone. I mean, if you ended the poem with... 'pulsating pleasure' for example, then you're removing some of that dirtiness, hornyness or earthiness even, lol. At the end of the day, I get that the artist themselves has to be happiest with the end product.
3rd Oct 2023 10:42am
