To Escape

Her love is everlasting
at times superficial...
spanning contemporary voidness
yet, endless on dimensional progress.
The heart transported
fleeing backwards
old navigational data.
So soft the breast and kisses
knowing hell at times was
deathless within beauty's smile
what an offer...
vanishing into intercourses lost.
She...Oh, her passion melted away
society's new fortress...for me.
Era upon era with pleasure
her legendary compassion encased
all that ever be
over and over...back into her
never aging hold.
My very love
but freedom is...only there
just with her and I.

by Calvin Bland

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i like 'legendary compassion encased'. i find those three words interesting. lol keep writing!