You tasted
like midnight;
moonlight.
A crescent sliver
that made my thighs shiver.
I opened wide,
your nighttime bride.
You filled me
with indigo sky.
Mournful scry;
a helpless sigh;
royal blue
lullaby.
You tasted
like midnight;
moonlight.
A crescent sliver
that made my thighs shiver.
I opened wide,
your nighttime bride.
You filled me
with indigo sky.
Mournful scry;
a helpless sigh;
royal blue
lullaby.
Sheathe me
in your ardor
like chiffon;
tie me up
in the raw silk ties
of your dreams.
I will wear your love
like a dress,
radiantly.
You can
touch me
like lace,
finger
shimmery fabric
of my diaphanous heart;
feel fine subtle textures
of my soul;
undress me.
The taste of you
was bone marrow on toast;
decadent,
animal,
richness that sustains.
You captivated my tongue.
I craved you.
Hard,
mineral,
smoky quartz;
you were pellucid, dark,
moonlight
inside me.
You bent me over
like a moonbeam
and I shone
like moonstone.
I lead men
to the edge
of divine abyss.
Wrap them like gifts
for the Gods,
then watch them become
unwrapped.
Melt like sugar
into smooth sweetness;
dissolve in the heat
of my hands.
My siren song
a lullaby.
My honey realm
a shadow dream,
gated;
I hold all the keys.
Waiting
in expectation.
Under luminescent
peach, pink sky,
I pass nights
longing
for you.
My heart flowers.
I am a poet
writing luscious rhymes
for you.
You are my song.
I am lost;
divine.
I taste dark fruit;
cloudy wine.
Desire
for you.
My heart is a
blood diamond;
beautiful,
sad.
I shine
for you,
my lover,
my appraiser.
Trade me
on a black market
of dreams
for untold riches.
Sell my soul
for ether,
vaporize.
I will
breathe you in
like a scent.
Materialize.
You and I
together,
we are
treasure.
My thoughts
of you
light ether
like incense smoke
curling in air.
You can sense
my scent,
of tender geranium;
the flowering
of my majestic
love potion.
I am
velveteen
filigree
encircling
your mind.
Crave me
with your
sweet tooth.
Ravish me
like rose
ice cream.