FEASTING PERIMITER-
I’ve tasted the saliva of the eyes tears;
I’ve entrusted in the blood that flows;
Plummeting from the heart that sighs
O’ well
Well are the purdons that perishes;
Indwelling the eletric sparks;
That physically holds up the socks;
I lay down with mine passions dreams;
While conveying conjugal voices
Kisses of spiritual souls;
While resisting physical sparks and boils
I am encase in the vessel of the devil’s grip
And it’s ever so temperal
01/31/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2025©
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