Dusky, bass eyes
peering out from the chiseled visage
of my God of Sundown,
reigning over the Dark
in which he buries me so sweetly
and in which he comes to me
for the timbre of our kiss.
Across the lips of dreaming,
he bares his taste to me.
Author notes
Unfinished, as is the custom I'm becoming accustomed to. =P
God help me.
Comments
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It sounds kind of finished to me but of course that's your call.
A very sensual, mysterious piece.
jjj
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Very sensual. Hope you finish soon.
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Sounds like this is going to be very sensual... bring it on!
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