Electric minds made manifest,

in passionate embrace,

that savage call of purest lust;

so does the heart full race.

In colour rushing relevant,

in thrilling, deep, disgrace,

so does the force of nature,

of reason leave no trace.

World is wondrous amplified,

in feelings deep intense,

magnificent and frightening;

rejoicing every sense.

That dance of purest being,

surrendering to sex,

uncontrolled and thrilling,

until the moment’s spent.

About rosross

Editor, writer, poet.
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