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A Many-Sided Marvel
Ah, my lover—a many-sided marvel.
In her, the poets find celestial grace
or earthbound fervor,
molding her to suit the whims of their verse.
Yet, beneath the poetic veneer
lies a creature of visceral truths.
Driven by hunger, she eats;
Driven by thirst, she drinks.
Driven by lust, she fucks.
She is only living matter that will soon cease,
but she carries the vessel of innate yearnings,
a testament to the complex dance of existence.
In her, the poets find celestial grace
or earthbound fervor,
molding her to suit the whims of their verse.
Yet, beneath the poetic veneer
lies a creature of visceral truths.
Driven by hunger, she eats;
Driven by thirst, she drinks.
Driven by lust, she fucks.
She is only living matter that will soon cease,
but she carries the vessel of innate yearnings,
a testament to the complex dance of existence.
Published 23rd Mar 2025
Author's Note
Reminded of the shortness of my lover's life.
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Ah, my lover—a many-sided marvel.
In her, the poets find celestial grace
or earthbound fervor,
molding her to suit the whims of their verse.
Driven by hunger, she eats;
Driven by thirst, she drinks.
Driven by lust, she fucks.[a wildly basic woman]
she carries the vessel of innate yearnings,
a testament to the complex dance of existence [reminds me in Victorian times slang term for sex was "matrimonial polka"].
Ah, my lover—a many-sided marvel.
In her, the poets find celestial grace
or earthbound fervor,
molding her to suit the whims of their verse.
Driven by hunger, she eats;
Driven by thirst, she drinks.
Driven by lust, she fucks.[a wildly basic woman]
she carries the vessel of innate yearnings,
a testament to the complex dance of existence [reminds me in Victorian times slang term for sex was "matrimonial polka"].
