The power of X
The allure within a smile’s grace,
A compulsion that drives me forth,
They shape my being’s essence,
Guiding the currents of my existence.
The ascent up stairways high,
Blinding luminance that guides,
Intoxicating perfumes that enthrall,
Reasons to clasp onto life’s thread.
Eleven thousand virgins in waiting,
For those relinquishing the mundane,
Pursuing both purity and experience,
Life’s offerings to believers bestowed.
Yes, I conform, conform I do,
To numbers divisible or prime,
Where I stand as the sole divisor,
Parting lips that beckon with longing.
Whispers that beseech separation,
Craving to part and make way,
Moisture’s promise lingers,
A comb ready to carve canyons anew.
On this voyage to distant stars,
Confessions must be shared,
Satisfaction blooms unrestrained,
They keep this flame afire.
(2013)
