Moods Of Pleasure Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Moods Of Pleasure
Moods of pleasure now flowing like lava from a volcano,
insisting on being listened to all night through.
Melodies enticing this brain to move and groove with
rhythms in sounds of lightening that continues to gyrate.
Bringing pleasure to our hearts and souls, twirling
around like strobe lights into the darkness of this night,
watching as it plays itself to sleep.
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