Ronnie Discoveredby Johnny SorehandThe feeling is much the same in the star places,Ronnie discovered, flitting a few aeons away In the moment spanning ravish and rapture A bouncing tide of visions and notions Every pixil a surge of seering pleasurgy Something opening, something closing Every minute at first Then every second Soon all of it so expasmic That she couldn't distinguish one glowing tingle From every other Until that instant When the columns and files and ranks of it ran so together They formed a geyser of delight so dense it screamed to let go. Or was it some splashing collision of particles Sheer number of transcendant overcomings That undid her? No matter. It was spectacular The glow from just her last squeal Was brighter than anything ever seen before In the cosmos |
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