Peace In Zion
Excite my sex.
Make heavy my force
with its longing for life.
Vehement ejections
in vain; flowing
on arid soil.
Where are the
fertile grounds
of my orchids.
Flood rigid
the core of my determination,
so that I may thrust forward.
May I impale
the lust of my life
with burning,
so that I may reap
the fruits
of my seed.
Tremor the walls
of Her desire.
Enable Her to awake
my life. (which till now)
Jerking in space;
aimlessly, uncontrollably.
Seeking the pleasures
of Her hot springs
that will still me.
My staff
lodged in heaven,
would I see stars.
The smell of Her love –
my love give praise.
Peace in Zion.
A man content.
My breath be spent.
Copyright © Gavin Joachims | Year Posted 2015
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