By Harem
Date: 4 March 2001
~~~ MILK OF CONTENTMENT ~~~
MILK OF CONTENTMENT
Forgive me for my pitter pat, and prose.
Outlet for my hearts melody.
Releasing the waves of my soul.
Seams bursting from the strain of passion.
As the waters of feelings build .
Words act as a pin hole for the longings.
Phrases slowly seep through my pen.
Flowing in a never ending mirage.
Against the desert of reality.
A reedy pool of delectable thoughts.
Bathe the parched sand.
Quenching the thirst of the writer.
And those with a dry tongue of desire.
Savoring the satisfying wetness.
Mutual benefit for she who pours the drink.
And those who lap up the milk of contentment.
As I paint pictures that only the mind can see.
Scenes that can only be felt with the fingers of your heart.
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