Smoothness Loves Me

smoothness loves me as i love her touch

and softness brings me to ecstasy in waiting for spirits yet to come yet coming to me in shapes and forms i've yet to experience this divine intervention that touches my soul as euphoria in waiting and in waiting for her sensuous words of wisdom i am blessed with a sensation that knows no end no beginning no bounds no boundaries no rules but for the feeling of being and knowing that something special is about to happen beyond the realm of this human form captivated by the captivating and the joy of intimate encounter expressed in the wisdom of the divine when she looks at me, demure, delighted and delighting, i melt into a wellspring of ecstasy beyond my wildest dreams like a boy in little shoes embraced by a seminal feeling that resonates for weeks to come hither, thither and yon in the softness and smoothness of belonging as i do and as i long for you joined at the hip and joyously celebrating souls intertwined in a dance that knows nothing but for the joy of immersion

now where could that have possibly come from? (but you)

in memory of the moment whose

moment of memory is yet yearning for this moment

nay yearning for the last nay

nay yearning for the last nay

for in the words of Emerson:

Every moment is a picture

never seen before

never to be seen again

Roger:

Every moment is in motion

always a scene to be for

never seen before

here forever

gone in the blink of an

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