Eyes of chocolate stardust tremble as my lips whisper
Sweet adoration on cherub petals.
Fingertips like silk on thy breasts, and
I hear your throbbing lust resonating at
The rosy meeting between your legs where
Your mound flutters with
Nocturnal eyelashes…
My tongue cries to taste your soul
of thick marmalade rain,
delightful tears of virgin blood
And the scent of your sexual water is enough
To make the winds howl your name…
The moon kisses your angel skin like
I wish to-
Wrap myself around your writhing body with
Sighs of black lilies and nuptial passion-
Feel you clenching your pale, moist haven as I
Bury my love deep into the perpetuity of your bruised heart…
And ever falling short to describe you, my
Luscious manifestation. Silent desire. Lunar flower.
You lay before me like a broken offering,
Wisps of chestnut tresses languishing in the honey sweat
On your smooth forehead,
Savage hands harvesting in the intricate web of my curls,
As I drink with undying thirst
Your lascivious wine…
The night moans with your voice
Of bestial fire and red marigolds.
Guttural sobs of ecstasy and mourning
From both of our pleading mouths
Embellishing the corners of this soiled fantasy
I love you as certain dark things should be loved,
In secret, between the shadow and the soul.
Author notes
If only dreams were more than just that... A tale of secret lovers sharing a passionate night together in a dream. The last two lines are from Pablo Neruda's Sonnet XVII.
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Comments
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Very good I love the metephor relation, this read smoothly and kept my attention from beggining to end. You have a great talent here, I look forward to reeding some more.

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It gets me everytime.
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elegant
Very smooth and serene. This poem had a soft passion that was a joy to read. I like the word lascivious in fact it is a title for one of my poems. Nice work here. I look forward to more by you.



