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canto xxlll

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canto xxlll

a quickening naught I entered a forbidden space
just by stepping off the monorail 
he'd beckoned my soul beneath thee garments 
of my flesh eagerly I danced to the sultriness 

of his willingness to explore mirth 
his sudden rapture I suppose oh how selfish 
he became wanting needing more and more 
why there was no escaping his summons 

no matter how I fought back he'd appeared 
in familiar faces familiar souls unaware 
that he was using their flesh to dance with me 
a dapperness a calling charm arousing
 
my every whim effortlessly an yet sinfully  
I adored his attention showering me
with a neediness a lustful gathering that began 
with my departing Europe testing teasing prying 

invading my thoughts i'd soon come to know haste
he'd bruised my immortal being tampering with desire 
had he mastered me had he soiled me 
I felt stained he was surely aware thee offering 

something inside me emerged unleashing 
emotional memoirs cunning tides rolled over 
my aching joints I was but flesh in his presence 
nothing more i'm afraid an yet 

he wasn't at all amused he needed more pleasure
 pleasure I tell you leading why surely to eternal death 
calmness finalized in unconscious decisions 
he'd daintily controlled this dance beckoning 

my retchidness tainted by obstruction
pure obstruction of human matter as he bathed me 
in a glorious light of confusion daunting task
thee ultimate tactfulness lessons of my living flesh 

parched without death an yet a sanctity
quarreling about my emotional art form he'd given me 
only rashins of such meaningless need 
to feel anything away from my father's house 

gravity soon began to empty this space 
i'd wandered beyond the heavenly gates 
entering a hideous submission I knew full well 
would lead very quickly to only hell 

entertaining this unholy host 
catering to my flesh my soul my best

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  1. Date: 6/19/2013 9:32:00 AM
    What an exquisite piece,i love it!