How many tempests have we overcome, how many friends lost
And how many gained! Such passion-filled nights
have helped me burn through: storms of raging lust
with afterglows and numerous finger trails - like kites.
Blue skies have not been all the way through
-not always plain and easy sailing...
But seventh heaven has been worth it though.
Your love-sparked eyes trailing...
And I return molten looks, as I desire you so.
Blushes creep along my cheeks and neck - pupils dilate,
How long until you have me in scarlet throes..
I'll beg for you not to hesitate.
For I always hold you close with our hands all over the other.
I know you, after everything we've suffered through.
We won't let go - ever.
Grip me tightly as I come to...
I couldn't live without your kisses, all of them.
Sweet and chaste then lustful and hungry
for everything I can give and then some.
You find the sight of me there, lovely...
Take me in all the places we know
and we'll bathe in shadow and starlight.
You can silence my cries with your groans
as you carry me sweetly into the night.
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Chasing the Midnight Cloud (Currently Editing)
PoetryLove and fantasy, vampires, ghosts, monsters and ghouls... Poetry of the night. If you can leave a comment I would be much obliged.