Nocturnal longing,
Fantasy wronging,
Her belonging
to the flesh.
Bed linen swarming,
Sweat droplets forming,
Sparking the warming
through the flesh.
Boiled breath caressing,
Frenzied undressing,
Powered possessing
of the flesh.
Unbridled panting,
Murmurs enchanting,
Hot tongue implanting
into the flesh.
Frigid breeze making,
Dream turn to waking,
Dry ice aching
her singed and deadened flesh.
Devoted exclusively to the creative process. Here you will see photojournaling, poetry, prose, an occasional review--journaling or philosophical writing can be found on our other blogs. This is our attempt to use our imaginations. Enjoy!
Thursday, December 15, 2005
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6 comments:
Wow.
Very good.
And i love the rythem.
Hey, thanks for visiting. We're trying to get this blog off the ground.
hmmm...
Ah, VG, define HHHHHMMMMMM! You wanted me to post my vampire poems!
It's good. I felt like i was right in there :)
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