Unsavory thoughts
tangled within veins
twisting my core
knotted lust
filling me
impatience surging
inside hallowed hall
where only you
are granted access
and only
with my permission
fists grab sheets
as this body burns
impure pulses
wracking all sanity
my voice
finally screaming your name
the key
to unlock me
and enter
*
Β©MidwestFantasy
February 2019
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Woooo!! Great poem!! Especially your ending! I hate guessing and name games!!! LOL! Bellissimo, My Dear, Bellissimo!!!
xoxoxo
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Thanks friend!!
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Its beautiful..
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Delightful.
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Thank you
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My pleasure
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You say unsavory like it’s a bad thing. π This was awesome!
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Thanks. It was a prompt and actually I like unsavory!!!π
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Moi too! π
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Beautifully written.
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