- Erotic Poetry
- Your Flames
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My fingers whisper to your thin barriers of emerald lace
as your fingers burn lines of lust and tender flame into my skin
Arousing blood and indecent intentions with every lick and motion, turning my heart into an eager carnal engine
The midnight in your gaze as you carry me into your meadow summons a chorus of decadence that bleeds into every cell and every breath
We move like angry oceans, dancing the dance as natural as nature
Pouring waves of lust and need into each other
Every moan is laced with volcanic harmonies, every thrust an inelegant ballad to you
Your licentious soul
Your ebon skin
The final, rapturous motion of our dance comes with neither ceremony nor spectacle
It is a moment for us alone
For in that sweet, decaying pocket of time
You are in my arms, and I am in your flames
- COMMENTS
todski28over 10 years agoand softgently taking a loving stroll through all the stages of the erotic.
