another poem- adult content -please comment

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Shards



The first touch
soft-worn hot-cold dry-damp
the neanderthal urge to
explore-discover-satisfy welling up once again,
no-way hindered by any modern belief
needing acceptance-release-relief.

The distraction
mind elsewhere, no need for concentration,
all part of the ever-never ending pattern
at this stage the necessary motions
hand-finger rub-flick simultaneous
learned-perfected-instantaneous.

The buildup of
warmth-heat-fire-passion, breath-faster
mind-faster-forcedtoacknowledge physical feeling
body throb-beat-rhythmglut
eyes tight-squeezed-glued-havetobe shut.

The last moment
before The moment
breath held-withdrawn body-tense-still-waiting
mind fragmented-appalled-random-instinctprostitution
all on-the-verge of dissilution.

The burst
flood-invasion-incoherence of the wave
back-arched-broken-wholeagain
mind-gone-lost-returned-ohsoconfused
rush of breath-allowed-freed-deflated
cry of finality-animal-sated.

The after
frame limp-heavy-jelly
breath ragged-harsh-almostangry
muscles pulsing-tensing-sweating
aftershocks coursing-poking-invading
brain soft-accepting-emptyaffair
hands gentle-stroking-playing-unaware.

asphalt-cushion

Much preferred that to the last one you posted. Really liked the layout, syntax and the way it reads etc.

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Thanks I like the way the hyphenation works in it, it gets across, at least for me, the disjointed feeling I was trying to portray...