The Liaison of Hostilities

1 02 2011

The lasciviousness of your nature is hard to resist,
Being frank it is the arrogance that entices me,
Your naivete excites me,
There is no room for sophistication to tarnish something so uncultivated.

A trance? A haze? An hallucination?
Phantasmagoria is what you are along with the stars and cosmos,
Nothing at all.

Established I am,
May still be unsophisticated,
But unsophisticated full of inculcation of life,
Rapturous am I, who hunts for abundance to bring euphoria,
Just like an addict.




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