Press play and let the music wash over you as you read.
Salute.
Your words fill me
With a wild sensuously driven energy
A delicious cup of dark pleasure
I lust to drink from
(For you are the one)
Shall I take a sip
As you plead to come
All these words are like a slow dance to the crescendo
Of seductions of the mind
Is it why I just return
Every time
Copyright John Duffy
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