Youth’s essence beads on the brows of lovers,
Snares and bass the herald of sweat’s sweet salt.
As river meets sea, her heat pools upon the midnight floor,
Her answer to the night’s lingering question.
As whiskey drinks it’s barrel’s flavour,
We draw upon the endorphins of these walls.
Slick with trance-induced euphoria,
Seen by pupils gaped in thirst for one another.
For a moment all are one,
Flesh, sweat and appendages amassed into the tribe.
Chests vibrating, we throb with an invisible ebb and flow,
Putrid heat pleasantly perverse.
Basal senses attune to climaxing tempos,
Caligulan miasma fresher then the cold air of civility.
I long only to sway under your instruction,
Muscles ache to do your will.
Part of me will never leave this place,
Where body’s sweet stench incenses,
Where crushing pressure is a lover’s embrace,
Where hips roll over waves seen only by euphoric ears,
And we drown in humanity.
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Author:
Joshua Harrison (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Written in a club bathroom on a particularly transcendent night out
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A youthful read indeed and a distantly familiar place. Thanks for the reminiscence.
'Seen by pupils gaped in thirst for one another.'
'Basal senses attune to climaxing tempos,
Caligulan miasma fresher then the cold air of civility.'
(whether it be poetry or another format, you clearly have a gift for words
I hope it yields you the reward you seek)
I read and learn, dear youthful Poet
thank you! for choosing to share
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