Happy Discontent

Hooded eyes breathe smiles
infused with languid sighs
Spaces filled with exquisite abandon;
Crunched two thousand miles
Mouth half open
Eyes half closed
Earth disconnected,
madness take control, abandonment take soul
 
For all that she became was made by him
Synapses zapping synapses; reconstructed mind within
Willingness magnified,
Addicted to please
Exploring herself through his decadence
The dynamics of existence trapping release
 
She laughed his laugh
Stole his thought
Consumed herself with ardor fraught
 
Crests of high, waves of low
Joyous yet languishing emotional tides sing
In happy discontent
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