Nirvana Number Nine
Slavish slipping time
Betwixt her warm thighs
That she may cry; wet
These circles revolving
Through diamond cages
Claimed amid her alibis
Tethered, unto this...
Moment which hangs
From the regalias rafters
Theorems lucid love notes.
Copyright © Johnny Rhinem | Year Posted 2014
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