Ecstasy
I wish infinity had no irrational reasons,
microphones gave life to larger cones,
Voices out in cars parked outside
Moaning is higher than the feeling
of the first time we enter heaven,
The soft silk of the spider's milk,
Use no vinegar but flick of honey,
as your hair memorizes no guilt,
silky smooth as late night breeze
Subtle as our romance is built.
Copyright © Ryan Geoffrey-Hayward | Year Posted 2025
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