Authentic Sounds Of Rapture Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCD CEFCGH IAJI KLM NOPQ

My enslaved mind dwells in those walls stillA
Every inch of mine Body yearns for the feels inside those walls behind closed doorsB
I can feel your slippery fingers sliding inside the apple like a snake slithering on a treeC
Window glasses cries vapours they feel the heat tooD
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I can feel your tongue sliding in slowly but surelyC
Forcing juices outE
For you to cut and eat the cake without chokingF
I must confess the party is amazing alreadyC
And when you finally cut the cake I felt the knife going in too deep cutting all pieces in equal slicesG
I made the authentic sounds of rapture in whisper growing in volumesH
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We made coitus in passion that every moment of it stays intactI
It feels like a dream stillA
When you hit that I lost all breaksJ
I made the sounds so loud that the ears listening by the door crackedI
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I never really wanted you to stopK
But at least I can go back there and feel every momentL
I still make those authentic sounds of rapture all in my imaginationM
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But when I come back to my sensesN
I lose my mindO
I remember the pain born of such pleasuresP
I hate that it remains fresh in my mind every joy and every painQ

Londiwe Sibisi



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