IN MY ARDOR AND PASSION

In my ardor and passion,

 I conclude that your

entire realm,

from scented hair

to cologne toes,

All engraved in

One sculpture that has been

shaped by a sensual

 Nurturing of a goddess.

My eagerness rises,

my obsession ascends

to an explosive

fulfillment of lust;

my common sense

 is dismissed,

I am in rage I pierce you,

one hundred dreams

would thus come true

_____________________

BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

This poem is about: 
Our world

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