Throbbing, aching, synapses explode in copper heat
Electric archs and waves crash grey matter shores
It is a mechanical heat, but a cyborg motivation
For behind that cold need lies a dark place, a warm place
And above the mechanism, a softness, a weakness
Penetration is a catalyst to higher consciousness
Penetration is dual I penetrate, I am penetrated
But the strength in our softness is avoiding defeat
So there is a strive, a vibration that scurries up spine
A shakey shake, a bop pill explosion and extroversion
Not so much excretion as ejection, and further more
Oh, so far as to say ejaculation, throb and spasm
Oceans and beveled edges scream their approval, awash
And lying there, staring gracefully at the ceiling,
She has soft placeerted her absolute equality, nay, superiority
. . .
A triumph for the lengthless
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