Love and lust (Remove filter)
LATE EULOGY
I love the way your blouse
reveals its parted lips
that kiss so lightly
with breathless hush
what lingers in the furtive mind
of someone sacrificing much
in love's sweet game
to torment's flush
and should you smile
with parted lips
insanity would take me
a hostage now
as earthly blind temptation reigns
to ever dream
of flesh unleashed
to die serene...
Thursday 21st July 2016 8:21 pm
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