Iniquitous
differences apart
or whatever sets me in
I meet her
when I start the fire
She gives me a wholesome peck
and not so mellow trespass of a kiss
the lips cannot swallow the heat
I Hold her and I see her melt
I upstart another thaw
and we celebrate
temporary-ness
this is the moment
of infectious insanity
and of intense touches of the soul
Over beer mugs.
I watch her move around
creative with the taste
making her move
makes me hold her hands
and make her melt
with the rejoice of lust
Am I wicked?
and the raging fire
Stalls the insights
Of facade of life as we know it
All barriers get shackled
I get situationally aligned
Into the rapturous merger
I rise with her
And the hungry souls
use the bodies, transitionally
clothes are not the barriers
and the fire
rages higher
I meet her
and we make beautiful love
The trance
Is happening now
and when I look out of the window
the clouds are up
and it may rain
any moment
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