What makes me,
pursue?
A sent
Or smell,
some instinct in the
circuitry,
Her curves,
attached to a mind
that know dark places?
An appetite,
Hunger, need,
Matching frequencies
and
carrier waves, (in a tinfoil hat…)
Meeting each other
In dark
Dreams?
I don’t know….
But bring some light
just in case.
NOTE:
I currently have an e-book of poetry being sold for under a dollar for 99 cents, “Conflicts”.
Sales go to the support of my poetry and limited profit liability company, Stone Temple Micro-Finance and Research, L3C.
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There’s nothing like the smell of pudendum!