Lingual Scent

There's a space
deep in my brain
that's designed to collect and
obtain
potent words and phrases,
so powerful, they
obliterate and inflame
reason and patterns-
Leaving me a besotted dame.

This cranial space is magically connected
to my carnal cravings,
and you light it up in a way that
makes me feel like I've been starving
for decades.
A lingual scent that awakens and
impales,
leaving me willing and open to anything
to
just catch your tale.

Words and spaces,
I beg of you,
show your face or
let me be
I'm done with this yearning,
I just may flee.

Reviews

[Franky]

This is nice! Well penned. I enjoyed this thoroughly.

[Delmar Cooper]

Write it down, K write it down. We in the cheap seats hear you roar.
Thanks for sharing this fine work.
Cooper