Had tasted the dust
once consumed with exuberance,
and brought sweet delight to fruition
in a few tasteful words.
Cannot grasp the desire,
as the reflections cast out
speak with resonance
through well-shouldered epiphanies.
Expansion of the heat source in my soul,
oh rebel wit and scoffed remorse,
words toyed and hunted
with a certain ballsy sunshine;
nudging me closer to the edge
of sexual tension,
towards the dance that called me out.
Heavy momentum towards
new freedom that could seek such hopes.
new freedom that could seek such hopes.
Enthused.