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Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Pooled Allusions





There are angels in the eyes of ecstasy;
sugared tongues
     that peel icing layers
          with deliberate kisses.

Blackness breathes magic
caressing folds
          and rounds-

skin responds.

Eyes move.  Singular vision
believes a world lives
within curious glides;
presses moist lips.

Scent lingers,
fragrancing flushed cheeks,

burning earlobes.
Harnessed energy ruptures
into subtle signature blushes,
intrinsic of pooled allusions -

and ringlets dance;
oblivious bliss
amid the undisclosed.





Pamela A. Lamppa
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