Elastic Moralities - Poem by David Lacey
As she stirs your soul with the direction of a glance
You know now to be the time to dance, just ask.
Elastic moralities play upon the light fantastic
Monstrosities of subconscious desire.
I lay here broken, un-spoken lay the aching
Of a heart sick of faking his Joy through dismay.
Step into the fire of her eyes, allow the wisdom
Of the ages to flow, take in all she reveals to you.
All that’s been concealed from you in nightshade.
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