For(e) Play on Words
I hope that you don't take this wrong
But...I been...thinking...
Of finding how many ways...
I can intertwine
With the pronunciation of your
Syllables
As cunning linguistics are filled
With conversations between
(lips)
feeling
intellectually stimulated
into salacious verbiage.
Spoken commands
I would like to cease
Until they become
That which have yet to be captured
After
Midday
Morning
Craving
Until I run
To add to sentences
Wishing to be the noun
Of your thoughts until they
Do not refrain
When I...
Request you to relinquish
Allow me to bring to life...
What I...
I have performed in solitude.
Wanting recognition for the submission
To my favored pen
As I allow the ink
Willing to refill and reuse
As we define the ellipses with adverbs.
All
to the attention displayed upon mind Spilling dictation. literal context clues permeate the plethora of phallic fantasies... spoken word and not metaphors. I reenactment to release any unresolved concepts I can't help but brainstorm upon Midnight Reflections Actions Repetitions Continuum out of climactic words Displayed in the darkness of these silenced pages. Suction until The Mental Cell storm of Cerebral Momentum has subsided. Unfulfilled fiction so i can rewrite
them into non-fiction. To coerce... Disorientation Revert to the top of the page Reiterating all the phrases Practicing until perfection. To flow. Your tip on fresh pages. Be my subject and I Your predicate. fore the play on words.
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