Secret
My nightly endeavors of fantasy would bewilder you.
Ignorance of my entertainment ... You wouldn't a clue.
It's the best bliss I've ever encountered; an experience so wonderfully new.
Hours of hours of blissful trips, time disappearing ....
Pleasure, pleasure in my spiritual clearing.
It's a revolving circle, better than anyone's mediocre endeavors.
My bliss, my heaven, my love for myself, my ultimate secret.
Copyright © Jordan Adorno | Year Posted 2008
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