Innocently she gazed, in dimness laid,
A virgin she entered, to desire surrendered,
Undressed she became,wild,can't be tamed,
Opened her thighs and wait, while lava slipped her gate,
Her body called him come, while the sweat turned to rhum,
Approched her with notions of lust, sucking furiously onto her breast,
With force she screamed,floatting on cream
Color red became her night, from the blood between her thighs,
On body & thoughts lost control, in ocean of pleasures she kept to fall
They covered the bed, with perfumed red
Roses and wine, and drunken rhymes
The dawn is done, with laughters and fun
pleasures & memories rose with the sun...
[What nipples or flesh, truth or lies
The rush of blood on ecstasy did rise
What perfume or taste the sweat will give
After kneading the skin with grief
What sounds are out in silence were made
After the allurement of the body and the pleasure of pain...]
Memories...
Happy Valentine
12:25pm
9/2/2008
To I.
The last stanza is the thoughts of the virgin while she was welcoming the morning...
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oh my this is really strong... cant say no more cause i will ruin it.... NO COMMENT
PEACE
********JOWELL*********
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A motion-pictured scenario giving the complete
action, scenes, etc., in detail and in rhyme
The continuity of the rising
of desire, exploration,
release, and relief...
"pleasure & memories rose with the sun..."
Indeed they did, Scribe. Beautiful!
~ Nicky♥
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No words are needed for this one...what pleasant memories you have, *goes off into own world*...OH YEA, Happy Valentines Day to you and your lady!
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