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Click hereSULTAN OF SWANK
pleasure analysis
in the subtle sexuality of the flesh
is in the whispers
of the captive imagination.
all that glitters are the implants
immanent in reason.
truths multiply like
a myriad in layers,
leaving impression after impression
in the saturation of perpetual bliss.
incandescent in the form of logic,
it flourishes in the art with shine
in an array so stimulating
that the back door entry
of history is just as animalistic.
Lost me a little at the end, or did you. I see a lot
in this little beauty. sand
I had to look up the word "Immanent", haha, I'm just an Eros jockey. Your poem was great. Deep Thought!
Wowza....
Have no clue what the others think. I think this lil poem is
Smokin'~~ Sizzlin'
Hottt lil poem here Don.
*fans self*
More Pleeesssee... *grins*
I only have one question...did you mean "imminent" for "immanent"?