Love’s Launch Enlarged

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Desire deploys full sails because of lips.

Desire displays full sails to woo the eyes.

The wind of circumstance reveals full hips,

Their swagger, shifting shape, and sway — and size.

The fullness of the wind brings flourished sails.

The lust becomes a larger, longing thing

Aligned with lollop of those hips, impales

The heart but somehow makes that organ sing.

Engorged a tenor voice sings, “I will win!” —

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Sings, “I will win!”  Yes.  “I will win!”  The barge

Of Cleopatra calls to lust — to — sin.

Desire becomes the victim’s doom — hard — large.

  A quinquereme grows furious with strength . . .

    It swells in stroking power —  with —  lunging —  length.