Poemission
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Euphony
What a melodious thought,
that you are able to wring pleasure
from the mere image of Me
and My humble projections.
If only I could,
at this very moment,
conduct you to bliss with a skillful touch
both gentle and deliberate,
and direct you to a crescendo
with the furious motion of My baton,
to see in your eyes
the blaze of the energy I impart to you,
and to hear the music of your ecstasy...
My melody, in your key.











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