Hone of the Pheromone

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life

Seasoned with ecstasy contrives
Feeling alive characterized in bliss
Every exultation heightens this groove
Biting nectars 2b pollinated with gifts
She is the honeypot desired exclusively
Wishes adorn privately in breathing completely
Whetting air as if silent bells heard in alarm
Such swift assignment is divine alignment
As my heart is removed and teleported
To her heart on consignment…..for reasons
Expressed in irises in bloom derived in May
Wanton is will in this useless fight to dissuade
So it turns as the world and like sunrise enlightens
Captured in rapture performances inside of me
Enticement has founded this season’s exclusivity
Mists of Gist ooze and drizzle in like forms of manna
Feeding the hunger that quickens unseen orogeny
Left standing in subscribed annals of time’s reflection
Sprung by the release of chemical seeds of primordial memory
As the power of love eternally procreates within again
Revival is Won sensing, becoming more than just friends quite suddenly!