Pounding Beats Beg Passion Dances

every pound of ripe flesh she walks in
has histories mysteries untold stories
overdue books lose checkout glories
mind flesh cues pounds begs a-learnin

passion pounds in raw flesh knowing need
runaway trains sow air fast experience seed
walking addictions can shoot from sight hips
beware fire storms lurk flame hot cocaine lips


Inspired by the poem ‘A Pound Of Flesh’ by Eric Cockrell.

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