A Symphony of Slow Sin : The World of Unhurried Tenderness



In languid hours,
I bask in slow sin,

Inhaling each moment's tender caress,
A languorous dance that carries me away,

Where time stands still and nothing else exists,
And I am lost in an unhurried trance,

A sea of passion that never ebbs nor flows.

My heart beats slow,
with a steady ebb and flow,

A rhythm that's akin to gentle sin,
A melody that draws me into a trance,

A lullaby that lingers with each caress,
A symphony that soothes and yet exists,

A universe where nothing else holds sway.

In this sacred space where nothing else holds sway,
Where my soul can rest, and my mind can flow,

Where my spirit roams free and unhurried exists,
I find myself, and I indulge in sin,

A pure, unbridled, unashamed caress,
A momentary respite from life's daily trance.

And in this moment's timeless, timeless trance,
Where time and space have long since lost their sway,

Where nothing exists but love's gentle caress,
Where passion and desire like rivers flow,

Where ecstasy is the highest form of sin,
Where life's true meaning finally exists.

For in these moments,
where all else ceases to exist,

Where I am lost in a dreamy, dreamy trance,
Where I am consumed by the sweetest of sins,

Where nothing else but love's sweet power holds sway,
Where my soul is free, and my spirit can flow,

Where each moment is a tender, tender caress.

Oh, how I crave this unhurried tenderness,
This place where nothing else exists,

Where I can let my heart and soul flow,
Where I can lose myself in a blissful trance,

Where passion and desire hold eternal sway,
Where love is the only sin that exists.

So, let us revel in this slow, slow sin,
And let our souls be lost in each caress,

Let us drift away to where nothing else exists,
Where time stands still, and passion holds eternal sway,

Where love is the only truth, and life's sweet trance can flow.

In this world of slow sin and tenderness,
Where passion and love are the only measure,

We are free to feel, to explore, to express,
To embrace the depths of our inner treasure,

And find in each other a sweet caress,
A bond that nothing else can ever sever.

For in this world, unhurried and slow,
We are free to be ourselves, to let go,

Of all the masks we wear, the roles we play,
And let our true selves shine, come what may,

For here, in this place where love holds sway,
We are free to be, in every single way.

And as we journey through this sweet trance,
We discover new depths of our romance,

We explore the beauty of each other's soul,
And find in each other a sense of whole,

For in this world of tenderness and flow,
We find the love that makes us whole.

So let us embrace this slow sin with joy,
Let us savor each moment without alloy,

Let us revel in the tenderness that we share,
And let our love flow without any care,

For in this world, where nothing else holds sway,
Our love will endure, come what may.

The beauty of this world of slow sin,
Is that it transcends the limits of the skin,
It flows through us and around us all,
A force that binds us and will never fall,
For love is the only thing that can enthrall,
And hold us in its tender, gentle thrall.

As we dance in this world of sin and tenderness,
We find ourselves lost in its sweet caress,
Our bodies moving to a rhythm divine,
Our souls entwined in a love that will shine,
For all eternity, a love that will define,
The very essence of what it means to be alive.

And in this world of unhurried trance,
We discover a truth that makes us dance,
A truth that echoes through the halls of time,
A truth that sings a sweet and gentle rhyme,
For in this world, where love holds sway,
We find the beauty that will never decay.

So let us revel in this world of slow sin,
And let our hearts be filled with love within,
Let us embrace the tenderness that we share,
And let our souls be free to dance and dare,
For in this world, where nothing else exists,
Our love will endure, forever and ever blissed.

And when our time in this world is done,
When we have danced our final dance as one,
We will look back upon our life with joy,
For we have lived and loved without any ploy,
We have tasted the sweetness of slow sin,
And found in each other a love that will win.

For in this world of unhurried tenderness,
We have discovered a truth that is limitless,
A truth that speaks to the very core of our being,
A truth that sets our souls forever free and singing,
For in this world,
where love holds eternal sway,
We have found a place where our hearts can forever stay.

So let us cherish this world of slow sin,
And let our love flow like a river within,
Let us embrace the tenderness that we share,
And let our souls be free to love and dare,
For in this world of love and endless trance,
We find a beauty that will forever enhance.










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About this poem

The poem paints an intimate portrait of finding solace and connection in the embrace of a lover. It depicts this experience as one of luxuriating in "slow sin," of indulging in sensual pleasure and losing oneself in an unhurried, dreamy trance. The steady flow of the lines, marked by repetition of "where nothing else exists" and similar phrases, reflects this relaxed and languorous quality. The world that is created in these moments is one that is set apart from the demands and stresses of the outside world, a "sacred space where nothing else holds sway" but love and desire. By lingering in this state of blissful connection, the speaker is able to truly know themselves and their lover, finding a sense of wholeness. The overall tone is one of quiet ecstasy and peaceful surrender to the power of love and passion. 

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Written on August 19, 2020

Submitted by Mawphniang.Napoleon on March 17, 2023

Modified on March 17, 2023

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Closest metre Iambic hexameter
Characters 5,230
Words 1,143
Stanzas 44
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