Poured chocolate over her responding navel region

 a sunny afternoon of Arizona

glowing thighs of correspondence,

her moistened opening

my fingerprint imprinted as that code to open her mind

nothing selfish, I’m just selfless in how I express magnanimous acts to express my inspired infatuation, not at all scripted

this is a spirted connection through poignant conversation

purposefully placing words to her sexy cerebrum

I plan to disassemble her walls of pleasure to the natural molecules

simple touches to those erogenous membranes, our mainframes of daily interactions are interfacing the correct programing, let’s nibble and savor on portions of our seasoned beings

sultry experiences makes us Chefs in the kitchen of sexuality, I want to physically knead her willing body with a warm sedative of an ointment

prepping takes time, consumption can take place in a matter of minutes, we enjoy the hours of the moon while ingesting all of this intake

the dinner table slathered with uninhibited pheromones derived from our eyes, I delivered a full morsel to her lips

her body language delivered an appraisal, an everlasting satisfaction

I have no doubt she’ll revisit my embodiment of ecstasy…

The Journey

It started with a driving desire to relocate

Then the actual taste of the different atmosphere changed my perception to a grand clarity

I felt youthful to an all-time high thus far in my Life

I was living a dream out of hotels for weeks

‘til it became nearly three months passing, yet I was still happy to be hearing the unique chirps of unique birds in this sunny setting, many nights watching the common streetlife of the townfolk, getting acquainted with the hotel workers and such, obtaining monetary benefits just above living

finally landed on a steady income

though the pressures of paying daily for a bed to rest on is peaking, I’ve nearly stayed in hiding at my jobsite during after hours, many of my peeps helped me with financial aid to keep my paid for nightly rest

I finally landed on steady bedding of shelter

figuratively and literally, they gave me solace to stack my bread, so I could rise to an independent living,

I mingled with many troubled minds as well optimistic ones during that stay

the staff of that sheltering supported so as I did my daily chores

gave viable suggestions to my fellow residents

I still managed to maintain my theme for this reason for transcending to this location

work and play

I definitely made times to add lovely experiences to my soul and furthermore I’ve found it interesting that many enjoy the Backpack Life with a Bike out in this land,

such a different way of Life out here

I stick to my practical movements, making waves in San Diego, there’s a sexy dame that’s assisted me

she’s always involved…

The floor just slowly starting to fall before my eyes or rather I just started to elevate

now my inner shine is glowin’

my cardiac bloodstone pumpin’ more power

my nervous system shocked to a strengthenin’, I can actually see brainscans, so I visit Mars for a minute

now I’ve gathered higher knowledge of the actual Earth living…

I return enriched alien of the living planet, Martian glyphs put me onto extraterrestrial diets of stimulating consumption, my daily ingest was increasing all of my abilities of my body parts even to the very atoms of my constant existence

I’ve been cleansed of worldly sickness

Thoughts clear

Body in motion

Soul cleansed

now I’ve rebounded with a great sense of intuition, I’m keen ta’ schemes, examin’ ya’ eyes, I’ve found the prize ya’ was lookin’ for, don’t explore no further, I went into attack mode because my infused intergalactic intuition was tingling, I’ve talked to tha’ Watchers, I can dismantle you into easy parts, yes, I’ve taken on internal sabbaticals, it’s no wonder why I return each time cemented

been spoken on as a Gilded One

it’s no wonder I’ve been spoken upon to being on covers as the “Golden Choice” leaving the minds of women moist

I can hoist to different positions

that means my levels have heightened in human interaction, I fully enjoy sincere kisses from Earthly women,

I’m astronomical in how I land upon minds with this expanse of thinking

grandiloquent is how I’ve been categorized at times ‘til understood, I’m rocking out in tha’ desert at this current point to still pull upon tha’ fire from my resting point on this Atlas…

Such a unique world in this flammable valley, I feel like I’m dancing with cool deceptionists at times of nothingness to invest in

but of course, I will not…I’ve acquired a side-by-side in a sense

 a Phoenix in a sense

as the Sun rises so shall I…

I’m here to burn away all constricting beliefs…

Explode from within your deepest feelings…

Show yourself…

Published by Mike Zone

Mike Zone is the former Editor in Chief of Dumpster Fire Press and managing editor of Concrete Mist Press. The author of Screaming in the End: Poems and Stories, Fuck You: A Fucking Poetry Chap, Shedding Dark Places (almost), One Hell of a Muse , as well as coauthor of The Grind and Razorville. A frequent contributor to Alien Buddha Press and Mad Swirl. His work has been featured in: A Thin Slice of Anxiety, Black Shamrock Magazine, Horror Sleaze Trash, Better Than Starbucks, Piker Press, Punk Noir Magazine, Synchronized Chaos, and Cult Culture magazine.

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