*Naked Skin*
Sweat tearing from
The justification of skin
Your pressurized constrains
Leaves no vastness
To be averse
Hands between
Until your passiveness disperse
And pervades passion
Trituration with no intervals
Feels commendable
That you have to take it
All in and this perpetuation
Is the incitement of a delayed reaction
Precipitously climaxing
On ravishment's mattress
Biting on exultation's pillow
Invocation of beatitude's linen
Loins are mending
Our lascivious winnings
Endorphins
Are Pandora's fortune
Desirability becomes courtship
Deep inductions for your enjoyment
Is adornment
Enduringly
Naked in virtue's moment
Pulsating intuition
Is far from being dormant
The partition of me
From your body is unrenowned
If that was to happen
I would feel homesick
And homeless
Our flesh wouldn't condone it
How would such an degradation
And discredit
Be justifiable
So beautiful when you
Are undressed
That your clothes cry for you
©4.9.2008
