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Intercourse

The body summons the soul
And together they commune 
With breathe of burning ardour...

Compose baritone in concordance
Of larghetto soprano….

Mesh with pulsating beat
Of Deep throbbing heart 
Possess by rhapsodic Afro-juju spirit… 

And the world comes to a stand still
Listening…!

The moon jigs her backside
And tilts the mass of the basin fluid…

Lento ascend the euphonic resonance…!

The earth quake and tear apart
As the river washes body and soul
And discharge into the hollow emptiness
Of her moist pit…

All dead… and the world moves again!


(….Just imagining).



Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 12/14/2014 12:28:00 PM
The moon jigs her backside And tilts the mass of the basin fluid… Sad we cannot see moon's backside dark. But it controls the fluids of ocean river body fluid.perfect loony...enjoyed..love..rajat
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ITSOGHOLE O SOLOMON
Date: 12/14/2014 3:37:00 PM
Nice Rajat. Good to have your comment. May i mention "Backside?" Meant bottom. "...moon jigs her backside... refers to the gravitational movement of the moon that causes the surge of waters from which i allude to man's bottom movement during intercourse. Thanks once more!
Date: 12/14/2014 11:44:00 AM
The moon jigs her backside...a nice line I enjoyed reading.Thanks for sharing dear poet Solomon.Regards. -Safa
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ITSOGHOLE O SOLOMON
Date: 12/14/2014 3:40:00 PM
Much thanks Safa Thajudeen!