pages in a book as they ripple in the wind
hear the sensual purrrr of a cat
or your lover's jagged breath
hot in your ear
at the exact moment
of his climax
the suddenness of a wooden screen door slamming
has the same smacking sound
as a spiteful word uttered
and the same ability to surprise
as a sudden smack to a bottom
the sound of a sudden shot fired
puts dread in your heart, abject fear
that's just the same
as what you feel in your loins
when she comes down the stairs
in that dress that makes you want to rape her
infinite waves upon a shore, sound like eternity, like forever
could feel lonely and bitterly cold, colored blue
or like the glow, the aftermath of your fusion
heat waves ripple off flesh cooling
after your abject
hedonistic
undoing
of
each
other.
I bid thee
pay attention
to the sublime...
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