Microsex

A contortionist achieves climax Her ******** saluting her lips From within an envelope of pleasure Causing local beatitude Though one may query such enthusiasm Her ******** cooing mollifying concert Waltzing against the hips of autumn temptation That she was vibrant Or that she was barren Or that in artistry This plausible microsecond The happening of dawn quite imminent And a canary perched upon a fence Lavish us with falsettos Each and every organism throughout the universe Itself just below its conception And love equalizes the balance