My words
Create my rhapsodic rapture
And trigger enchantment
To the synaptic junctures
Of my brain cells.
My words
Are absolute flashes
Of orgasmic bliss
Catapulting flights
Into the quadrosensor realms
Of pure imagination,
Tactile vibration of
Seismic awe.
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