Heaven on My Mind
Feelings of fever of
desire bore down at me
With throbbed back
and longing groins
And object of my
fever? A flavescent flower
Made sweetly
appealing, scintillatingly desirous
By the devastating
consequence of a downpour
That with no warning
pelted the market arena
To have all heels in
pellet to the nearest shade
And as the mighty weep
of heavens swept by us
Her clothes clingingly
hugging her contour, I felt my
Love bump speedily swelled,
my heart, doubly raced
Beating faster to imaginable
barrel eruption concerto;
Chiselling and pawing
of her pinkly channel of splendour
My hands dug deeper
in my pouches, adjusted my shame
Aside only the
churning state of my mind, I suffered alone
Or not, as I
suspected, she felt a faint hint of my tingling
For she looked back sneered
then moved a measure away
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