OMG HOW SUPER FUCKEN YUMMY IS THAT!!!!!!
The sweet repent of ecstasy, the taste of flesh in need,
The agony of this thing called love has planted seething seed,
Where fingertips are silent slaves to every urged desire,
And on the ride the heartbeats rise to fuel the glowing fire.
Lips no longer sheathed from sight by right or wrong decision,
Spawned beyond the petal’s pleas unfolded fertile vision,
A danced intention swirled and moaned alone against the night,
A tale of two encased in haste dispelled amid the flight.
Sweet essence plays upon the breeze, where writhing reels and raves,
Dared insistence settles to the ground as strain is saved,
Eyes aglance imbibed romance atune against again,
And still the rival of the righteous raises random pen.
Assimilation slips inside to hide and start anew,
Where thoughts are slipped like fingertips as secrets break in two,
And asters dance their nights away, as petals often do.
Surrendered soft soliloquy of denied implied direction,
Fainted flaunt of fixed emotion offering introspection,
Right beside the alter of the altered state’s affair,
Days ahead of deemed demands drawn tight against the air.
Speculation spoils the spirit, wings are meant to fly,
Tales are told beyond the folds behind the darting eyes,
When winds across the waters drift like smoke up mountainside,
Frantic nature wields its pleasure without a place to hide,
The fears unveiled as toils of want within the eyes that plead,
The sweet repent of ecstasy while the flesh remains in need…..
(Source: delectatiomorosa)
