IN MY ARDOR AND PASSION
In my ardor and passion,
I conclude that your
entire realm,
from scented hair
to cologne toes,
All engraved in
One sculpture that has been
shaped by a sensual
Nurturing of a goddess.
My eagerness rises,
my obsession ascends
to an explosive
fulfillment of lust;
my common sense
is dismissed,
I am in rage I pierce you,
one hundred dreams
would thus come true
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
This poem is about:
Our world