Collaboration of Loki/PoeticDesire

Running rhymes never stops, even when yours truly is TOPPED!


2 hard-hearted artists in design
69 is giving mind
It means dreams, combined
Words textured serve as breath to her

It means lingering mixes when shared
Preening fingers twist hair.
Freestyle invests a tinge from within
Keys collected bless, a singe left on skin

Mon Cheri, this aisle unites worlds
Ocean kisses the shore
Meet me on the tiles
To lightstep through every door

2 hard-hearted artists in design
Fuck sorting on the spot.
We CUT the Gordian Knot!
And now the dirty, flirty, verbal whirlwinds
Have a WORLD to unwind!

69 is giving mind
Switch these lines
I’m living blind
I’m always climbing that track to riff

Because all ways I revolve, finding climax’s gift
Isn’t double-ejaculation
It’s bubble-universe encapsulation!
Cuddling after fills me fast with inspiration
So with no rudder I spill into this ethereal location…

Dreams combine seams between minds
Peregrine Pundit and the Queen of Slipstream
Teamed up, teeming to shine
Everyone has a mission missing

Redeeming the theme of screams is mine
I’ve seen what’s between scenes
And glean what’s underlined
No wonder my kind leans on being mean

For obscene call-outs?
My vaccines are balls-out!
Fuck going postal! I coast
And blow a ghost roll!

I screen for magic beans
As a blinking infant I cried ink instead of saline.
This shit is unfit for the under 18.
Running blitz is in my genes!

I’ve got so many firebombs in my soul
When I die Hell will feature new ravines.
Wean me off visions to foretell, a condition unwell.
So I’m only serene with my head in a guillotine!

Caged by the machine; I rage with gasoline
Clean on every call, even when I careen off walls
A graphic shark, catching sparks when snatching quarks
An art to escalate my blur!
Like I leaned together 2 particle accelerators
And got between on a trampoline!

Spry and frenetic, from mire bitten when weaned
I’m like a cybernetic firefly, shitting acetylene!
I am the balance of the unforeseen span
Like the amalgam of Mr. Tambourine Man!

Penance is extending sense
Endless I tend this hence
Lend me a synergy kiss
Instead of trembling at this!

Discerning friends, burning enemies
While learning my 120.
1 + 1 = 3 so 3 times 120 is
The 360 degrees of me

A free mix spree, clearer vast
The mirror blasts me
It spears, doesn’t just stare back.

Mirror in front, mirror behind my head.
No fearing the jump to climb to alter-verse instead.
But for all my curse… in the alter-verse?

This Feckless Jester wouldn’t be a disturbed
Wisdom Collector or System Tester but
The Queen of Slipstream and Intuition Expresser!
Blessed to taste verbs, bask in twirls…

Words textured serve as breath to her
Opposite face I viewed
When I dropped into this
Unlocked place, the stream of YOU!

Shock to none. We rock with grace.
Adapt fast! Is the first rule
Of the Human Race.

Unstoppable thread that curved into words
Jiggering free to write what’s unborn
Calligraphy from our wand forms thunderstorms!

Through the steam and misty breeze
Words and dreams enrich Mon Cheri
Lingering mixes when shared
Becoming fingers, twisting hair

2 hard-hearted artists in design
Twisting vines giving mind
Dreams combine
Words textured serve as breath heard

Freestyle invests a tinge from within
Keys collected bless, a singe on skin
Mon Cheri this aisle unites worlds!
Ocean kisses shore.
Meet me on the tiles to lightstep through every door…



deep down in dormant dermis
erupts an unstratchable itch
writhe an insatiable need
to suffer that good twitch
surfaced stratched,now seething
flesh in fiery fermentation
intoxicated signaptic signals
release a surge of sensations
an allergic reaction,cause traction
see my lungs he has siezed
with wicked worplay so breathtaking
that i... can't... breathe

so he performs mouth to mouth
on lips north and south
passionate  resuscitation
until revived rivers run routh
mind's blown,blasted out to sea (see)
with extreme poetic precision
til im punch drunk,fun*da*mentally
imagining the size of his diction
oh i bet its huge
and mmmm long in range
nothing on earth is sexier
or more seductive than the brain

so i try to catch his vibe's
flawless free flowing dynamics
allergenic algorithms
to defy celestial mechanics
reverse gravitational pull
the realignment of planets
as i open wider to ensure
total access has been granted
unrestricted, open minded
intellect conscientiously shared
a reaction for his every action
cause forces come in pairs

kinetic poetic motions
unbridled in intensity
the created is also the creator
ohhhh God,this is poetry
swept up in the undertows
push and pull as the waves rise
spilling heated sighs
upon my quivering thighs
words fondling imagination's
vigorously gyrating hips
while his skilled tongue
read the braile on my lips

words spiraling new dimensions
as i inhale his effervescence
i lick the froth of his flow
bask in omnipresent iridescence
his aura, a righteous glow
i breathe in deep and slow
pheremones of ancient langue
making sensuous serotonin flow
syllables slow dance as i kiss
the length of his craft
relish in passionate pandemonium
then the sweet taste of aftermath

savored and swallowed inception
spun from the dreamweavers wand
the mischievous word sorcorer
had made my pen come.. undone
beckoning my ink to spray
a tsunami of lyrical disaster
i am thunder to his lightning
since light travels faster
sparking kaleidoscoped moans
as our verbs do their thang
singing a sweat soaked melody
a symphony of ying and yang

Thor, Giant Slayer
Cunning in War, but he could
Never run from-- nor run Freya

Shango, crowned by Obatala
Checked and saved from death
By trickster clown Legba

This hand wasn’t rending rhymes
These two, woman and man were bending time!
Such span we purloined
Gushing what ran joined
Like the Janus Coin!

A waltz lends a symphony of touch in every sentence
And no fault in self-acceptance.
So no distress hatches when a walking box of matchsticks
Is blessed to have lost his breath having met his match!