Lights dimmed,
Tracing constellations on your starmap skin.
Night's chilly embrace forsaken,
To willingly succumb to your own.
Take you in my arms.
Now I can breathe for the both of us,
And count all the stars in your ivory eyes.
Gently lining your silky neck with velvet kisses
As your nails softly claw my back.
Words misplaced and discarded
Somewhere on the floor,
Tossed carelessly aside with warm attire.
Drinking carnal vice and sweat
From off your willowy stomach,
To drown them in my bloodstream;
Veins of rapture and adrenaline.
Chocolate and cinnamon mementos,
While sucking lust from your pores.
Drunken elation/hybrid delusion.
Tasting of your impurities,
Crass and candy-coated,
As you partake of my own
Coarse confectionary.
Savoring the honey of sin's seduction,
As it drips and melts away,
Crude passion and emotion,
Liquid lightning ire, ambrosia;
Bottled and sealed in the night's tempest,
By the vigil of the grim and lonesome clock.
Defying simple logic for a single night.
One and one are one.
Defying simple logic...

















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------erica lee
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Nyk
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\"I Tell You: One must still have chaos in one to give birth to a dancing star!\" ~ Nietzsche
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Nyk
Check out ~ekg His words weave the mundane into magick..
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Member of ~dark-writing
\"I Tell You: One must still have chaos in one to give birth to a dancing star!\" ~ Nietzsche
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writers bleed words...
freewill
over
fate...
...which do you choose (pick one)
very nice
it reminds me of marilyn monroe
and edward scissor hands
its classy but still....raunchy
Innocent but still... desired
i love it!
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totally enjoyed read- great job..
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*cheers..
ummm...damn man!
this is the most sensorially evocative poem I've read at DA.
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"People ask for criticism, but they only want praise." -W. Somerset Maugham
Just great.
This piece overflows with imagery of a saccharine, yet spicy seduction. Every movement stood out in my mind. I like.
But as for a critical review:
Drinking carnal vice and sweat
From off your willowy stomach,
To drown them in my bloodstream;
--seems a little... eh. Excellent imagery is being expressed, it's just that the thought of drinking sweat from someone's stomach seems weird to me. You may not have meant it literally, but I feel another verb is needed to lessen the strength of the image portrayed. Just an opinion.
Other than that, this is a very...uh... appetizing poem.
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