Come revel in the depths of my gracious intellect
and tempestuous passions.
Sip the nectar of promise from the corner of my mouth.
Let my words and sighs carve a ravine through your soul
making new pathways and broadened vistas.
I follow the twists and muscled musings of your mind
with rapt delight.
We parry and thrust through poetic ponderings and flirty word swords like skilled fencers,
a verbal corps-à-corps making our brains tingle for more.
Drink from the cup of my raw, naked soul.
Satisfy your thirst from the marrow of my being.
I bare it to you with all its exquisite
treasure and shadowed corners.
NOTE: Writing inspiration may come from anywhere. The above poem was inspired by the beautiful poetry of Mr. Modigliani titled “Let Me Drink”: https://mrmodigliani.wordpress.com/2016/05/17/let-me-drink/