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Lust proves quick
Games of sticks and thrones
Zoned to zoom in on pheromones
Imagining homes of comfort
Maybe breakfast, before or after meant
Flavored serial, hoping to outlast time spent
What’s Happening, before what had happen was
Twas’ a night unbridled desire, one more round to go
Hoping for retirement parties, kept creeping up acquiescence
Hating on the players, but loving the tailgate parties
Even before CoVid, prayers for the sick or shut-in
Thinking cold stasis would clean my palette, nature calls
Then again, boom hits, like a mallet, cupid keeps shooting
Reloading from hard disks, or maybe it’s memory’s free space
She takes my breath, in loves from thighs to toes, enveloping my daydreams awhile
Its the whip-appeal of foolishly believing their 2b space to have it all….
Not wanting to hurt, at least not during time inbetween, having a ball
Hints are given, or at least imagined, whole affairs within the blink of my eyes
If balance is chastity, then somebody tell me how to cut the cord, I go awol for amore
Or just the run to catch, and kiss, and then begin again, to reminisce of the fall
Upbringing, deprived of impartiality, my heartbeat’s from my head to…such feats’
Repeatedly recalling the simulation that leads my body to fashion affixing indiscretion
Lack of better vernacular, I keep calling it love, when it just another selfish satisfaction
Fashioned from sticking thoughts caught up in expression, getting hard to not catch a feeling
Bouncing checks that Karma has to cash, still buying woof tickets, embarking upon philandering
Practicing perfection in quenching thot thirst, leading to liaisons beyond minute lust filled inventions characterized as firsts
Until our lovesick lust is met again!
