AspirationA Poem by Samantha ~virginpoetA passionate tangle
of the tongue A wordy maze to wander upon A poet's soul lives in their words Their heart beats lay between each verb Their poetry is a part of their very being Mind ... Body Heart ... Soul Their spirits echo Lipped upon their own beat box Spreading the word As their thoughts poured out spoken word Spittin rhyme to vinyl spun scratched upon thoughts to come Spilling out their love and hidden woes Booked upon page where metaphoric thoughts are writ Reaping inspiration as aspiration unfolds The creativity that only a true poet knows We Bard's can feel the skin of these words We lyricist's can taste the ink metallic iron and copper blue bloods pure toner Melt upon me deeply your liquid love Echoes of sorrow that have long tormented me Released in my flow As my thoughts are freed Knowing I hold the power throne’d in my reads Inhaling poetry as if words were my last breath Tonight lets pretend tomorrow will never be So before this moment disappears let me give you all of me Lipped upon wet'tened kisses sweet Dwelling deep Blanketed in loneliness Married to heartache Bedded in sorrow This virgin weeps Pimping Primping Hidden meanings Virtual tears Cry Reaching into fantasy Masking my words as pages laid Passionate images embellished on my brain I embrace poetry and metaphysically feed My tongue lolly pop licks it Warming my flesh as my mouth gets dry longing for your wet while you cum inside Fornication's frolicked in my mind Hearts raced as inspiration climbs Heated in words scripted to entice Pulsating Penetration Drifting within rotations deep nectar flows intimately seeping immersed in the wetness of desire Rhythms pound harder in passionate throws thrusting tempos beat our melody (((( Base )))) The speaker bangs loud Echoes holler of rapturous delights still unknown to me Swallowing all of the knowledge that I can learn Splitting syllables pro.noun.cing double meanings As I lead myself into dreams Poetic nightmares come unrest Salacious sentencing of sound's made Flowing, Pulsating Permeating pure passion threw my veins Chaotic crimson rain But my words uttered in sounds can not speak We Craftsmen scripted encryptions A passionate tangle of the tongue A wordy maze to wander upon By Samantha Campbell © 2012 Samantha ~virginpoetAuthor's Note
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