Poetry / drivers license

DRIVERS LICENSE

Magnificent morning following the turbulent nights impenetrable darkness…….
Pierced by the suns intense light .With a sense of renewal and a cleansing of dread, as I……
Examine the contents of the words that were said.

Contributions to destruction or installments in hope.
Stretching lifelines to connect … stretching towards you in hope.

To reach,
To another, to reach, to your heart…..
To reach to my sister
The love affair starts.

To gather all I can, to consume all I need,
To satisfy the desire that’s long long, of me.
As surely as I breathe…. each time I inhale.
I….. celebrating my body for its insistent swell.

  The form of a javelin that seeks to proceed,
in heated contortions…… of copying me.
Can I rock your world, can I bury…. my spade
If error is an issue….. the decisions been made.

No fear, no limits, no guilt, to impede…
as I offer myself to you……. freely give yourself to me.
The mind concedes that the possibility is here.  With so much in common a future ………….to share.
I imagine inhaling the fragrance of your hair…..
While you straddle my body abandon thrown  to the air

Allure so appealing the gauntlets been laid….

Of nights filled with passion of Nights filled with hope.
With the newness of lust following instinctively by rote.
If lust is a condition a volley to be served ,
should not the truth be espoused to overcome, hollow words?

I hope you can hear me… I prey that you see
The thrust and the parry volleying, between you and me.

The ballet of the fencer… the wishful advance.
The specter of rejection, the murder of romance.
So as I pursue you how will I proceed…..?
With rock hard conviction, protruding from me.

I admit I have hunger….Appetites unfulfilled
                      What cost satisfaction…… who shall.
                                          Pay the bill.

Each time that I see you, leggings soon become tight,
and blood vessels swell in my eyes pure delight

As I ponder to ask you can you drive a stick…?
As the gears of romance often change very quick
And do you have license to proceed in control,
while riding dangerous curbs can you hold the road?

May we seek adventure….. as I wax and stir…
While waiting for my answer……. I’m dreaming about her.

In deep contemplationn, bodies
Percolating in suspense……..

While pondering the question.

Does she have license?

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