Progression towards destiny
another self-provoked fate;
extractions made from deciphering
the elongated insertions
stretched by the black veins
in voltaic packets
of desire
The temperature that merits heat
cannot be dissuaded by distance
nor suffered for a fool
by imaginations playful longing,
cradling awe within craving skin
that crawls while waiting
to share its’ radiating
warmth
Subliminal intentions lose their veil
and subtle implications
tell their tale
random deviations implore relief;
lust is such an obedient slave
to so many cruel masters-
imagination, hope, fantasy
yet beyond dual realities
lays in wait a finality…
you.


Your Poem's passion and profundity speaks volumes!










i really did love this piece and now that i understand it fully i love it even more,
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