Poetry ~ Realities Final Thrust

Visions of deviant dances.
Butterflies on the wind.
Dark showers light.
Over increasing momentum

Trigger point of beauty.

Every hour’s passing becoming encompassed illusions possessed.

Universal intelligence.
Void between light and darkness.

Eternally wild with sexual fascination of bestial fornication.

A Muse’s darkest beauty.
Mind delight coal.
Awaiting caress: hand, mouth, finger tips.

Sound waves of pleasure and pain.
Mixed on shores of caress; bruises of malicious delights.
Pondering flesh taste as it turns from shades of pale.

New color wheel. I seek to bring.

Awaiting, heart’s beat. So quick. Unable to stop.
Unwavering space between orgasm and death…
Most tantalizing of treats.

Salivating glances cannot be hindered.

Midnight day dreams become realities final thrust…
Penetrative explosion of souls intertwined.

Moments of cruel intimate kindness leaves parties breathless.
Fruits from the forbidden trees and tresses
Fallen to feat accomplished.
Passion’s blissful breathing which force could not stop.

Tears of ecstasy and pain mingle for another biting caress.

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Sexual Poem ~ Offender’s Disobedience

Night showers.
Touch of wetness.

Struggling with…

Offender’s disobedience.

Dam giving way…
Forceful passion flood.

Below belt tears.
Submerging soul in forfeit desires

Welling up from flesh.
Spirit, crying out.

To Surrender.

Dark Love Poetry ~ Destiny with Demons

I am the truth, the way, and the darkness.
I shine moonlight blaze, exposing you.

Sunlight at midnight.
Illuminating a new route.

Need pain to feel the pleasure.
Gentle force filled flush.
Find your beauty within.

Beauty of redemption in fire of contempt.
Bright days in the eyes of sorrow.

Never forgetting,
Sinner’s truth.
Relights fire within.

Destiny with demons.
Sparks in the shadows.
Burning away frozen interior.

Open your soul.
I’ll devour your past…
By embracing rough exterior.

Dark Poetry – The Valley of Craving

Villain, my lover, I devour.
Listless within ivory showers.
Glistening spirit of youth.
Left with only shimmer of truth.

Quivering silence of angst and anger.
Ripping away pink mask, down to bone.
Enveloping her with a twist.
Never demolishing demons.

Only.

Receiving my sermon on the treaty of fuck…
In the valley of craving.

Makes all sexes sexist… stark and raving.
Mingled power of fluid emotions.
Invested, divested by emotional devotion in de-evolution.

Never allowed!

Pondering notion,
Coupled logic and emotion.
Thrust to become greater.
Than any single motion.

BDSM Poem ~ When One Kneels

Down to knees.
Dedication given.
Power prevails prominently.

Eyes give to change.
Respect.
Earned, garnered, and deserved.

Loyalty now unbreakable, unwavering.
Feelings torch soul.
Burn simply to feel.

Hand upon cheek.

When one kneels.
Leaving worry, doubt, or question behind.
Then: They. Are. Mine.

Heed these words.
Choosing this direction…
Find your truth within.

Love Poem ~ Burning of Skin

Burning of skin. Fire within.
Every one’s rotting around me.

Taste of decay. Unsettling day.
Inside silence surprises you.

Pleasantly plagued. Mission is vain.
My lack compassion astounds them.

Flesh cut away. Taken bits already decayed.
What’s there to say?

Forget them. Forget you.
Let my world astound you.

A Savory Silken Canvas ~ Poetry

The fibers: entangled into form.

The straight line becomes…
curved,

wrapping around curves.

Feeling tightening pull
the digging within,
in two the core.
Of one’s being, in there one finds, piece.

 

The cord pulled: shapes made.

Satisfaction at length grown width.

Dragging across, a savory silken canvas.

Which quakes with each touch.

Of free form slivers of freedom: mixed fingers and tips…

 

Indentation, removal, repeat sensation.

Running lines through pathways of memory.

Of moments passed soon to return.