The Equation...

______________I______________ _________ ASSUMPTION_________ Massages my proclivity to invoke my born prowess, portentous bravado inspires the verve of temptation... emotional impulse exuding with virile paroxysm. ______________II______________ ___________QUESTION___________ Do I allow precognition to invade my precocity? Is her subtle persuasion an intangible ploy? Or am I only a pawn on her chessboard of suitors? _____________III______________ _________ ENCOUNTER___________ Symptomatic anxiety, sweat moistened brow, statued and silent as a Buckingham guard; my throat rebuffs swallow, encounters queer ruse? [Then, unfurling a smile she allays my fear; Am I dreaming, I ask, or just mildly insane]? ______________IV______________ _________IMPRESSION___________ Captive to my dream, a reality, now, understanding how the formula works, connecting the variables one by one, I assume the question of encounters impression, solving the equation to my pleasure. Am I mad, or just selectively passionate? _______________________________ Original Posting Date: March 22,2015/3am/EST-USA *Revised July 12th,2016 Reposted July 21st,2016