THE LAST sight of my dying gaze is captured by your eyes...
like the crowning radiance of the sun... twin orbs of celestial light which mesmerize,
beguiles the senses, weakening the tenuous web which holds my spirit to my soul as it speeds the racing beat of my heart, dark with the spent seeds of my desire...
Seared by the caress of this halycon radiance, I dream of the soothing kiss of the night,
I dream of the sultry embrace of the moonlight; a soft touch of voluptuous decadence to alleviate the fever that has struck my soul... Dream of burying myself within the passionate grace of the sybaritic dark...
Yet even cocooned within this twilit embrace, still I am blinded by the scintillating light of your beauty,
still I grow drunk on the exquisite taste of your rapture,
the flavour of your bliss; sweet drops of nectar staining my lips with the incarnadined essence of your soul...
THE SCENT of your luscious -entrancing- beauty as an infection eating at my soul,
it invades the mind, a -fire of shadows- sliding into the dark river of my dreams touching the borders of my desires...
A species pathogen of fragrant delectation, kiss a delicious caress of lucent effervescence flowing through my veins,
it attacks the heart; an airborne invasion of particulate passion metabolizing and replicating on a cellular level...
It captivates -your beauty- halycon essence incubating within the heated embrace of the spirit,
a graceful flourish of libertine wonder weaving glittering strands of sweet enchantment,
a golden blossom of epicurean flavours inhaled upon the pulsing rhythms of the night,
taste the scent of sensual vivacity flooding my blood with the arousing flush of your efflorescent allure...
It's a melding; symbiosis of a shadowed spirit wedded to the bright divinity of the soul,
of a heart which beats to the stirring rhythms of passion, and the dark hunger of desire which flows within the primal urges of the blood...
Listen well then to this duet...
To this dulcet caress of midnight glamours upon the restless arousal of the mind,
a deep massage of passionate yearnings which hides within the still heart of the soul, and of dreams which flowers like a blossoming song of sweet dark release, as I reach towards the essence of your heart,
follow the melliflous voice of my dreams through a land of darkness across a vast plain of profligate intemperence...
The debauched indulgence of licentious need...
Shadows; a wave of desire running before me, a light of darkness leading the way into the lustrous flow of your liquid grace, the measured beating of your blood...
FEEL THEN THIS heated clash of tongues,
midst the quickening breath of a hot and passionate embrace,
where I greedily drink the sweet wine of ecstacy from the tender softness of your lips,
soul-drunk on the spirit of your exquisite splendour,
I lay naked under the irresistible liquid allure of your seductive gaze...
Savouring the flush of your breath blossoming like the attar of roses,
taste an aromatic massaged deep into my flesh...
The touch of a species desire...
An enchanting caress of sensuality inundating my senses with the essence of libertine abandon...
A stimulating arousal of passions...
Luxurious elegance; the blood of your fervid concupiscence,
fragrant as a delectable river of sweet ambrosia flowing to quicken the parched earth of my rapacious hunger...
In tune to the delicacy of grace which informs your beauty, exultant...
The wind of my ardour caressing the exquisite softness of your flesh as the stars hides their radiance beneath the dark blanket of the night, the moon lending her sultry light to the exotic movements of...
the primal dance of our souls...
Richard 'Poetikz' Burton
01/02/2012
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