Long Live Love by Max Ernst
demonstrable fit
for a devil of a time
your curves enhanced
when laid against mine
salacious appetites
need to be fed
no time to recline
we've got to get ahead
in the confines
all views are blinkered
thoughts spin tangentially
to be ruptured & splintered
we rumba through movement
suppressed, compressed & starving
devouring what's needed
in this time that we're carving
mapped body to body
skin against skin
aghast & accosted
but I still let you in
physical pleasures
loosen the mind
& that's why my honey
we are oh so often entwined
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