It stirs excitement
when I caress it's
magnitude between
my novice fingers
The singeing scorch
of it's massive influence
corrupt my feelings
of insignificance
It appears to be powerless
and immaterial
in the palm of my hand
Yet gives me
grotesque,
savage,
animalistic,
unchained passion,
to ultimately,
with lust,
grasp my isolated inner most
sensations and desires
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Written August 23rd, 2005
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another sensual poem..nice and really flows with passion.. good luck..Linda
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