Here on haunted Hallow’s eve,
escorted down the bridge of bliss
led by her lover's torrid spell,
she foreswears her patrimony.
Her wild and abandoned spirit tamed,
tempered to synthesize the nerves
as she sleeps, she breaths his essence
in her subconscious, feeds his presence
cautiously, presumptuously!
Into her soul, he creeps
stealing her sacred sanity,
cleaving his own immortality,
leaving no room for ~escape
Void forming fortuitously~
Her fantasies rapidly take shape
‘tween the bridge’s turpitude.
She succumbs his pure profanity,
body bared and emotions splayed,
she sleeps, intoxicated by his elixir
eliciting hunger in earnestness,
expunging long held worth.
She is contaminated by love's infection!
Imbibe~
He’s making her weak
within her wilting womb, where
she wakes, living day by day
despairing delights wisdom.
Thoughts of him ~subdue
Blissful bridges
escorting her intimacy; pristine
Daydreams of pleasing in various ways,
give vent of hidden fantasies.
Everything about him,
everything within him
controls her every move.
The trusses weaken,
stressing him
undermining infinite love.
She soothes,
mellowing his serrated soul,
exhaling her essence
craving to be his cannabis,
coveting his inhalation of her
deep within his lungs.
Planks vibrating~
He’s singing sensual songs,
seeking her as the melody
so he can dance, eternally
to the rhythm in her soul,
with unabridgement, unfold
in her heart infinitely.
Mist enshrouded
bridge is swaying,
as she wakens
to his sweetened sin,
her senses pulsating.
She cannot let go,
he won’t let go,
so daydreams continue
their hearts near erupting.
She finds no peace within,
needs him digesting her
as if, she were his sustenance,
his most salient seraph,
sending both into abeyance
setting their spirits ~free
He,
the epiphany of she;
stirs,
sets,
pure love
liberating her
immaculate passion,
and escorting her
in mists of euphoria,
down the bridge of bliss
Bronze trophy winner
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How shocking! LOL. Sure, and I was born yesterday...hehehehe.
