Redefining Exhilaration


Internal desire so hidden, became

A fierce flickering, fluctuating flame,

Cold to the touch, heightened by appetite,

A lingering moment, to wince and bite.

As nymph Salmacis, with self agency,

With muse of Pothos, fused, in mind, body.

A new conception, the image lurking,

Within the obscured, a clandestine thing.

Inharmonious physicality,

Imagined pleasures, gratification

Wisps, contrary to actuality,

Abrasive to the mind and thin membrane.

Yet still, no satisfaction can compare

To that other which I now forthwith bare.


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