Laxity Unmasked

wrap me up in hazel bliss

tried and true in the smell of memories

tearing at my skin

bleeding focus through time

the taste of you lingers

in ravenous lascivity

stealing a mind in selfish ways

mercurial by nature in retrograde

I have stared in pools of gray mist

leaking love in Styx

where the air smells of passion-flower spice

where nice is naughty and naughty is always nice

dance in the moonlight of my mind

as warm hands build a sauna

that flavors the air by units Kelvin

wrestling time to stay glued to the surface

fractured concentration

overrun by libido where the Id reigns supreme

in extreme measures

voracity, cupidity, lechery, and lust

paint a framework of passion building on trust

licentiousness temps to thwart composure

in wild overtures that claw a heart through bone

just to feel your pulse against my tongue

wrapped in hazel bliss

riding waterfalls on the River Styx

where cupidity eats purpose

in fractured concentration

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