godwynsA sea of human
Like a flock of penguins
Mashed together
In one accord
Body on body
Flesh to flesh
The arena is filled
The music is ringing
Beautiful as lilies
The face of ponds
Laid out still in evergreen
Of un-rippled currents
Now it seems
My soul begins to span
the measures of joy
Though uncountable be it
The sounds of music
Of cohesion and unity
Causing copulation
Of audience spirit and event
Rubbing, touching
Moanings.
Hush hush when
Ah! Enters the master of music
Bodies to bodies
Flesh on flesh
Stays dampen unmoved
Towards the next arousal
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