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By ~Harem~ Date: 2001 Aug 15 Comment on this Work [[2001.08.15.12.11.7990]] |
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The words, the rhymes, the thoughts, Slowly they call to me begging to be written in utter ecstasy Phrases,ideas and visions echo softly in my head Gently pester and shake me Waking me up in my bed Nudging me harder and firmer Tapping and rapping in time Racing and soaring, poetry pouring Saturating and soaking my mind Go ahead, I say to myself Get up, and let this stuff out. Let it pour, let it roar, begging for more Let it drain all over yourself You know its going to feel good Especially when it comes to its peak The quiver and quaking The shiver and shaking the throbbing of sweetest release So I let its command overtake me As I surrender, reluctant at first To its touching and fondling,its endless wanting Giving in to its foreplay in verse Poetic filled words, gently whispered Erotically filling my ears Masculine muses quickly seduces Every inch, every niche of my breath They begin to crawl all about me Sliding up and over my skin Perverted pulsating feelings Taking over, taking under, taking in Should I swat them, and knock them all off me As they creep and they slither and slide Through my thought provoked paisley process Up my legs, in my groin, deep inside Kissing my lips, teasing my hips Stroking me all full of words I want them to stay, and they won't go away if write what they say in my verse. I can't stop this rhythm, its starting again As they rock me and drag me and ride Over the waves, drawn as their slave as I crave their invisible delight Smiling and shaking, as they are making me - Write and write and write Oozing with pleasure in hotest measure I key them into the net Drivenly mad, secretly glad Slippery slithery wet Quickening pulse, feeling words build climbing the verse of their rhyme Thunder's word pounding, ever resounding To the rhythms climax in time Done with the poem, conjured and cast From words the muses contrived Convulsed in orgasmic pulsations so glad, I let them inside. ~ |