If Literature was a person
I had a rather intriguing conversation today.
A fascinating conversation about the power of pure seduction through the deep love of reading, and engaging words.
Based on these lines below.
It's a tad risque.
"Seduce my mind and you can have my body.
Find my soul and I’m yours forever."
I created this piece as a beguiling monologue as I mused.
Have a wonderful week all.
Salute.
If Literature was a person
(A lone seductive voice whispers)
Let me bind you to me forever
With lascivious dark words
As your soul salivates and in submissive anticipation
Kneels at one of my many leatherbound altarpieces and weeps for a glorious release
Let me devour your eager eyes with wild unconditional excitement
As your higher-self
Suddenly wakes from its mundane repetitive sleep
Let me take you so damn deep
To visit new apocalyptic wet shores as you sit by your minds window seat
To admire my feats of unexplored crimson heat
And let my hidden fingers
Trace desirable pagan pictures of intimate unions
Across your succulent exposed limbic system
Before I bend down to eat
Let me regale you with all those deep mystifying soul-defining thoughts
You know the ones I mean
Those secret ones your heart whispers to keep locked up
Under strict lock and key
High up in your minds watchtower
Forever confined
For my written or spoken words bring such mesmerising power
Just awaiting a liberated mind like yours
A mind willingly to sacrifice everything they once knew
Even their precious worldview
To then be gently or vigorously
deflowered
In silence
As they use their profound imagination
To explore some of my newer or older verbs
With me standing in the grey shadows
Praying they'll be embraced as they are duly worshipped
Whenever they are encountered and found
Helping you and so many others
To perhaps blowdown that tragic house of cards
Built over the many passing years now holding in tightly
All your most profound sorrowful experiences and fears
So yes
So here's the question of all questions
It's that magical line I just love to say to all those
Who have gotten this far because they need this to know
Will you let me run my evocative and visceral fingertips
Slowly and tentatively across your minds sweet silky curves
As they are slowly dominated
Leading to newer experiences as they mounted
Have you got the courage and nerve
My newest friend
Who I hope and pray will cherish my worlds of beguiling words
Until the very end
Copyright John Duffy
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