I lay cloaked within the milky white luminescence of the moonlight,
Awaiting the catalyst of my renewal…
Awaiting the tender touch that will transform my soul…
The darkness… a velvet pillow upon which I lay my head,
The midnight soughing of the wind,
A gentle caress shivering my flesh in anticipation of her touch,
A dance of divine fusion...
From a spun web of delicate threads
-An elemental butterfly of pure unadultered cacoethes-
Emerging from a chrysalis of aphotic black profligacy,
Unfurling wings, tracing a path of glory between heaven and earth,
A trail of multi-coloured lights bent like a bow,
To cast the promise of her love upon the tumescent arousal of my heart,
A covenant interweaving her spirit to my soul,
The touch of her lips the impetus allowing my feelings to grow,
A blossoming metamorphosis…
For she is a sparkling rainbow vision of wanton allure…
Cloaked in shadows riding the amber- red horse of desire,
And her name is beauty and verily she has captured my heart...
Hers is a sensual world of wonder,
Waiting to be explored by the questing hands of my ardour,
The intensity of her kiss as expressive as the rich fruity taste of a chardonnay,
Spiked with a spicy aftertaste of refined sensuousness,
Which, adds to the sugary caress of her lingering touch,
It's a guilty pleasure;
A touch of hedonism to be savoured,
Sipped as it is from the decadent tongue of her passions,
It’s a stroke of pure ecstasy rising from the deep sea of her desire,
Specious bubbles of unrestrained seduction effervescing upon her lips like honeyed drops of dew drenching my senses in the soft, smooth, essence of her velvet embrace,
She is an inspired art of grace aged within the bower of the soul,
The voluptuous fullness of her robust body, a sweet flavour of distilled radiance
-Luscious touch of sensuality-
Exploding upon the taste-buds of my aspirations,
Bruised lips painted with the fragrant juices of crushed petals,
Compote of delectable sweetness drawn from the efflorescence of her irresistible nature,
An infused wine of exquisite -delicious- delight,
Set to intoxicate the senses as I am reborn under the nurturing hands of her caress,
As I come into her and taste the flesh of the covenant laid like an offering of bliss between us,
Succumb to the sweeping intensity of her kiss caressing my lips with the ripe fruity flavour of her allure...
For she is the lustrum of my soul,
The dawning brightness of my spirit,
Wedded to the epicurean beauty of her loving heart…
Richard ‘Poetikz’ Burton
10/27/2011
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