To Orgasm Poems
© Surazeus
2018 07 18
Sitting at blank table with pen in hand
and waiting for inspiration to strike
is like sitting and staring at our lover
while expecting wild orgasm to pulse
our soul awake with pleasure of this life.
We must rub our bodies against the world
to taste sweet beauty hidden in its flesh
by writing words to visualize perception
in romantic foreplay with thoughts and feelings
to generate passion through flow of words.
We start slowly by kissing sweet ideas,
then caressing concepts with lusting hands,
as friction of expression generates
more passion which electrifies our mind
with amazing insights in ways of things.
Once hot vision of what we hope to say
swells our pen thick with wiggling words of truth
we penetrate weird darkness of despair
and slither deep into labyrinth of fear
to forge bright jewel about meaning of life.
Embracing the Other Soul of the World,
we merge our mind into deep sea of dreams
till words stream outward from our secret mind
and swim swift toward egg of absolute truth
so our thoughts weave with genes of ancient verse.
So when sweet orgasm of deep insight
flashes beautiful visions of vast truth
across galactic landscape of our mind
we find our passion generated poem
which grows separate from our satiated heart.
Therefore we should not wait for inspiration
to penetrate mute meadows of our mind
but we should carve words on tablet of time
and generate great vision we desire
by writing when our mind is blank and mute.
When we sit and stare at blank page of hope,
hesitate not to write any strange word
to begin foreplay by kissing the whole world,
for soon wild visions will flash through our eyes
as we scribble words to orgasm poems.
© Surazeus
2018 07 18
Sitting at blank table with pen in hand
and waiting for inspiration to strike
is like sitting and staring at our lover
while expecting wild orgasm to pulse
our soul awake with pleasure of this life.
We must rub our bodies against the world
to taste sweet beauty hidden in its flesh
by writing words to visualize perception
in romantic foreplay with thoughts and feelings
to generate passion through flow of words.
We start slowly by kissing sweet ideas,
then caressing concepts with lusting hands,
as friction of expression generates
more passion which electrifies our mind
with amazing insights in ways of things.
Once hot vision of what we hope to say
swells our pen thick with wiggling words of truth
we penetrate weird darkness of despair
and slither deep into labyrinth of fear
to forge bright jewel about meaning of life.
Embracing the Other Soul of the World,
we merge our mind into deep sea of dreams
till words stream outward from our secret mind
and swim swift toward egg of absolute truth
so our thoughts weave with genes of ancient verse.
So when sweet orgasm of deep insight
flashes beautiful visions of vast truth
across galactic landscape of our mind
we find our passion generated poem
which grows separate from our satiated heart.
Therefore we should not wait for inspiration
to penetrate mute meadows of our mind
but we should carve words on tablet of time
and generate great vision we desire
by writing when our mind is blank and mute.
When we sit and stare at blank page of hope,
hesitate not to write any strange word
to begin foreplay by kissing the whole world,
for soon wild visions will flash through our eyes
as we scribble words to orgasm poems.
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