Friday, August 4, 2017

intellectus sonet


you've approached her through that age-old passage
sure her inducement rises with your hand
engorged by the hubris of your passion
then foiled by that which you don't understand:

mouth the opening of her intellect
breathe heat on the aperture of her mind
erect a statue to her introspect
then have intercourse with all that you find

she'll then hear the beat of your native drum
invite her to discourse and she will come

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