Intimidation/Arousal

Open minded beyond the general notion
Of open
Exploring motion
And mixing potions
A mad dose of
Everything

Soft in a room full of lovely flesh
Languishing, lost
In breathing
Inside
Lost and leaving
Inside
Everyone

The river floods me
Fills me beyond my limit
With trickery and flickering images
The black mirror we hold dear
Breaks me

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