Pleasurable Insanity

Follicles
Millions of them
All that hair
Mostly invisible
But there
Places most ignore
The neck we know
Oh we know it well
Ears
Aaah do tell
We have the spine
Nerves afire in desire
Knees?
But of course
Tiny hairs
To lick
Kiss
Tease
Transmitting sweat pain
From breaths' gentle breeze
Look at her face
Her eyes
Beatified
Lost in the moment
Of bliss
Carnal delight
Another path
On the journey
Of pleasurable insanity

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