Do you admire my feel of smooth luxury?
My lavender scented appeal?
When the water mixes with my essence,
and gets released into the air of your nostril
do you not go temptingly close to insanity?
And when I clean your nooks and crannies;
lift you of the day's toil and strife in every edifice,
do you not delight in my company and long for me to linger?
When I'm close to you - do I consume your thoughts...
your emotions intermingling in the contours of my features.
Getting lost inside of my girth and canopy of delight:
soothes your wrinkles and body aches, for the night.
Am I not better to you than all of these other inanimate objects?
They don't even come near the mission that I fulfill for you hahaha
They're dull and dying, most are expiring, but I, well a horse
of another colour, completely. So discreetly I maintain your secrets.
I never tell about the intimate places upon your person that I am roaming.
I don't reveal the texture of your delicate skin, your weight, hair...
I just cover you with voluptuous fleeting, fragrances at a moment's notice.
I wrap your senses in garden's rented space to ease your day.
I make you feel all cozy, fresh, and sparkling...
Until you go out into the world again, and re-offend, then reach for me
your trusty friend to take you once and again to heaven's land - free.
My lavender scented appeal?
When the water mixes with my essence,
and gets released into the air of your nostril
do you not go temptingly close to insanity?
And when I clean your nooks and crannies;
lift you of the day's toil and strife in every edifice,
do you not delight in my company and long for me to linger?
When I'm close to you - do I consume your thoughts...
your emotions intermingling in the contours of my features.
Getting lost inside of my girth and canopy of delight:
soothes your wrinkles and body aches, for the night.
Am I not better to you than all of these other inanimate objects?
They don't even come near the mission that I fulfill for you hahaha
They're dull and dying, most are expiring, but I, well a horse
of another colour, completely. So discreetly I maintain your secrets.
I never tell about the intimate places upon your person that I am roaming.
I don't reveal the texture of your delicate skin, your weight, hair...
I just cover you with voluptuous fleeting, fragrances at a moment's notice.
I wrap your senses in garden's rented space to ease your day.
I make you feel all cozy, fresh, and sparkling...
Until you go out into the world again, and re-offend, then reach for me
your trusty friend to take you once and again to heaven's land - free.
Author notes
I, like this smooth body wash
like to scent the air with the fragrance of laughter.
If you can get people to laugh
you can get them to relax
if you can get them to relax
you can get them to release
if you can get them to release
you can aid in their freedom.
A free man is highly unlikely to do anything
to rebind himself - he has tasted of 'freedom'
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- Inanimate Objects... by surface--tension.
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Comments
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a good piece of poetry, ah voluptuous, what a great word that is, silky smooth for sure, all those smiling moments.


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ahhahhaaha all those smiling moments and clean ones too, which is most important
lol
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