Bliss...
if need be
i have to sell my body
and have a pact
with God
whoever is in-charge
for reincarnation
so i can come back
soonest
and touch
your beautiful
bottom
this time you
shall love my own
kind
we shall kiss
you loving me
i loving you
no love triangles
no hitches
mutual, requited
love, lust
love, love, love
paired with
lust
in perfect
harmony
then i die
as early as dew to
morning sunshine
and perhaps i do not have
to spell
regret,
no broken heart
no shattered self
no sighs..
i shall fill the world with the
scented flowers of
ecstasy
bliss, complete
perfect
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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