Wrhythm

Wrhythm

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Aniah

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The exquisite anticipation of soft
waiting

Not nearly as pleasurable as
marvelous knowledge

That she could writhe in your arms

You could make her

Rhythm divine and prospect for passion

In the depths of her eyes

Hit a lucky strike and reap the
mutual rewards

Of a writhing rhythm

One night in an eternity is nothing
to misuse

Reach out and caress her

Know well that you are quite
willing

Know well it’s what she’s wished
for

Know well that you are not
superfluous

Months of misunderstanding have
come to this

You who began the ascent up the
mountain

Do not shy at reaching the summit

As she watches you with secret
delight

So the world turns and midnight
declaims

Writhing below in a most inspiring
way

Compelling you to match her with

A most immortal kind of rhythm

Show her everything you have given

That she might reciprocate in
return

Creating a matchless, irrevocable
sensation

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“Wrhythm” = writhing + rhythm