Sensual Hysteria
Be my muse
Healing and damaging
Inspiration
For the lost poet
Re-invent me
Ignite a lyrical fire
Of fiery verses
With an invisible touch
Lure me
With your allurement
Heal my grieving heart
Before shattering it
Unexpectedly
Whisper seductive nonsense
Into my ear
Take me
Under your power
And make love to me
Passionately
With your mind
But
Don’t you dare
To announce
You love me
Give me
Sensual hysteria
Instead
© Noora
Such are the play of souls in their daring playgrounds. Through a lovely sensual ink your pen speaks, dear Noora.
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I had almost forgotten this piece. You always put a smile on my face.
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This is verbal hysteria 🙂
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Ha ha! 🙂 Thank you for reading, Tamilini.
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