Progress Report© - Poem by Sylvia Perry
Is your Jupiter love.
Let's not wait for rockets to blast off?
Come pretty bird
CUM! Bathe me in Babylon
In fountain of youth.
Let us bask in each others' being, and integrate.
Immersed in Elysium we can see God from UP here.
UP here WE make sense.
UP here we're free falling
embellishing one another, advances corresponding.
You relinquish me.
Naked pitiless airborne.
Let's get HIGH and go where landing is option and ascension is ultimatum.
where ground exists not.
Hand and hand with destiny
I forget that I once knew evil's face.
With the sudden deflation of my breath and its instant return.
UP UP AND AWAY WE GO.
Like two Resuscitated Angels
Psychedelic inebriation amongst the stratosphere that need be applied/
Bombs burst and sparks fly when our atoms collide/
Let's go so far that we stop being afraid of not ever coming back.
You give me every inch of your constellation.
Alleviating titillation in its highest form
sexual kindling iconic.
A celestial climax we reach for the stars/Dancing among the planets VENUS & MARS/
Achieving the unthinkable.
Sylvia Perry 2012©
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