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Two Poems of little worth

plazma

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Psychedelic planet.
Stretch my mind.
I feel you, god, sticking a finger in my brain.
Twirling it, spinning it life fairy floss.
Each gossamer strand of consciousness a separate life.
A sparkle of brilliant lights passing down.
I see a million lifetimes on a billion worlds.
Nothing compares to this.
Feeling my spirit ejaculated into another level.
My soul splattering onto the wall of the universe.
Each separate seed is my brain.
They strive for dominance over my body.
A single one will triumph as I watch.
My consciousness nurtured within the womb of my mind.
Bursts forth into this psychedelic life.
I could scream.
And watch my breath travel the world.
A single flower a million miles away.
Dropping one precious petal.
And all because of me.
Awareness is the greatest curse and blessing.
My mind is my own planet.
I am a god.
The paint on my wall.
Dive within it, observe those molecules and atoms.
Intertwining and spiralling.
Within their rhythmic dance of balance.
Each one counterplaying another.
They spin forever.
As I only observe without the power to change.
Universe at its own birth.
Dare I watch this most intimate of moments?
A single crystal of matter materialising.
Molecules expanding, the shockwaves increase.
Rippling and shattering the surface of nothingness.
Expanding ever outwards in the greatest flare.
Colour, radiance, every single beauty is released.
Unleashed.
Into this psychedelic consciousness.
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Fucking You.
Though that glow of streetlights. I see you.
Your sweat reflecting tiny beads of light, as we fuck.
No world but this instant.
Every atom of our beings focussed on another and ourselves.
As we slide together, and I into you.
Our sheer pleasure reflecting us in this tiny universe.
I want to touch every molecule of your body.
Make love to your very soul.
Your eyes stare right though me, as you die with pleasure.
Feeling our body convulse.
Running into you as my heart burns away.
That second as our focus begins and eyes lock together.
Dreaming of a connection more than physical.
I mind-fuck you as we orgasm into our heaven.
Soft light over our slick skin as our bodies erupt into joy.
Not a moment beyond this instant.
As I fuck you.
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The latter is dedicated to the memories I shared of someone who I loved.
-plaz out-
 
Dammit how on earth did I miss this first time?
Good stuff as always. *tries not to get tweaked again by that first poem* ;)
 
fuckin hell plaz!!!! you left me speechless...which is pretty difficult to do! i absolutely LOVE the second poem...sheer brilliance :D
 
plazma, i missed this also the first time around, but now i have read and seen it and can say, once again your imagery is so outstanding as always, the little windows to your mind are always a blessing to read. :)
love ya hun
 
Wow these poems are amazing, I always start of cynical when i begin reading a poem and wait to be turned, about three lines in this time!
Brilliant, evocative all the rest too :) I felt my own consciousness fragmenting and spindling and reuniting only to fragment as i read the first poem.
 
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