(A lone voice whispers)
Press play before reading. Salute.
Did you know your carefully rendered words
Still replenish me with a wild sense of sensuously driven lightning filled energy
A delicious fleshly tumbler of much sought after dark pleasure
I lust to just kneel at your divine altar
To pray and worship
To wantonly drink and to get lasciviously drunk from
For you are the preordained one
Shall I take a sip from your aromatic almond cup
As you beg and plead in this silent darkness
To ecstatically and relentlessly come
Are all these tantalising contrived words
Just like a slow dance
A willingly entered into Tango
A converging synthesis of submissiveness and dominance
To peak in an explosive crescendo and eventual climax
That will create a tsunami of dopamine symphonies within the mind and shaking body
That can't be really bought by any amount of greenbacks
We sometimes unwillingly hide and run from
Is it why I just return to read or listen to your exquisitely well-written rhymes
Every heartbreaking time
As you ignite something mythical and magical in me
That gloriously transforms as its ball of sensual magic
Notoriously shines
Copyright John Duffy
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