Ecstasy in Meat Form
The aroma enters nasal gateways,
Quashing every relaying electrode.
Oh yes, how it sets follicles ablaze.
Its musk arouses my paunch to reload.
Angels parade across my palate plane.
Oozing nectar and crystals puncture glands.
Orgasmic sensations drive me insane,
While the rest lay waste to the falling sands.
There it goes, taking me back to cloud nine.
Unlike the illusory lover's fire,
It elevates me amongst the divine.
Captivation becomes my new desire.
Forget time, this feeling can't be taken.
Fate calls for me to bring home the bacon.
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