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Collected Works & Thoughts of Bryant McGill
The Course of the Flesh
by Bryant H. McGill, July of 2005
For who could fain a soul controlled, Whilst craving teeth on supple lobes, Ignore the cockles thrashing toll, Like the Muse's hot whisper in the ear.
Youth's blossom, the soul intoxicates Blood that seethes on petals to devour A flower's beguiling grand seduction Fighting the dizzy lust to englut
Later deep in season's sweet opine Mature consuming blooms delight, In waves that swell and yearn to crash On thundered shores where youth subsides
No difference, to those thus immured In youthful folly, or mature love sublime, The marrow sets the quickened course, The eye and hand, the time.
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