(Yet to be revised ^_^)
Silly musings fumble in a haphazard lyre,
to drip into open minds of burning wire.
I watch, bespoke the first to the next,
and I listen, quieted the tasten flake.
Swift touch of strokin' rhyme
Hunger-stamp down sex't
fiend of take and take.
Still, long
I grab for sweet nothings-
fall short of tear'n plunder
Missles of brandy shot-once to my desire
Caught in erotic wonder
Eve showing something-
short of quaking with an ache-
is this lighten'd
and I am a flame
all too breath a moment stuck
down in my partake of restless
contentment-or is it hopeless luck?
As I am quite drunk.
Candice Renae Williams
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-ode-to-partaken-delights/
