I want to scale the blue roads that lead me to the top of your
Mount Everest
massaging them slowly
and deliberately
as I make my way up
little by little
and ponder
and deliberate
as I climb up
upward with my pink,
wet
flexible muscle
that is pointed and focused
with one objective - to reach the top
and then
I want to play on a roller coaster ride
with your pinnacle
in that
I want to climb and slide
and climb and slide
my pink,
wet,
focused muscle
until eventually your mountain
that would have been a dormant volcano
erupts
forcefully
and thickly
gushing up over
the wetness of my acceptance
as your soul empties into mine
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