Plagued With Vulgarity (Climactic Jamboree)

Be still, just listen

Tell me what you hear

Hear the feeling?

Colourful trip

Colours like teal

Taste like sweetness

The feeling is heaven.

Awe, moan, joyous groan 

In sync to this rhythm

Sing me sweet hymn

I touch play

Make the sound

Respond to every stroke

Thrusting, 

Pulling, 

Repetition 

Pattering 

We're going high

Can you see the moon?

I surf deeper

I'll lift you higher

My wings at your service

Onboarding... 

I'm climbing hills

Wings flying 

Showboating my skills;

Twining, stretching, frolicking 

Surf Riding the contours, 

Valleys, and every protruded hills

Of this panting mountain

Exploring around and within 

Everything in the surrounding,

More Rippled fizzle.

We're zooming 

Still going higher

Engines steaming

Respite, switching...

Missionaries

Still on a mission, 

Speed-riding

Clamouring

Entering cloud 9

Peaking

Juddering

Cray cray excitement

Peak.

Retarding,

Safe-landing,

Blackout...