Checking Out: One's Own Soul
CHECKING OUT: ONE’S OWN SOUL
Rhapsodic impulses of skin suffused
Exulted passions rendering: disused
Intensely emotional: of flushed amor
A mere filament lisp, of a lustful gore
Susurration: within my own sad soul
Mellifluous lullabies: until I rest whole
"I just knew there was brain cell in there somewhere" . . . ; )
Indiana Shaw . . . -_-
Copyright © Indiana Shaw | Year Posted 2019
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