Primal Ferocity

Primal Ferocity

Bask with me
in the mystic twinkle
of a violet moon,

my alabaster maiden
of heatedly discreet
attraction.

Flowing hair kissed
by swarthy cumulus
softest skin glistening
flushed tranquility.

Lilly scented musk
permeating from
hedonistic pores,

devouring the
subconscious
of my virility
weak in the knees,

aorta adrift as a lump
in my stomach it sits
this celestial enchantress
of seduction breathing
hypnotic corruption.

In this narthex
of unbridled lust
we stand as the
waterfall serenades
the passion of our
impending copulation.

Swiping at the
string clinging
to her shoulder,

her last line
of defense
her eyes
burn into mine,

telepathically
sending a shiver
of acceptance
down my spine.

Take me now
her pulse shutters,

ravage my body
make my spirit howl
fill this night with
carnal delight.

Whispering a kiss
of feral proclivity,

to die together collapsed
from spent orgasmic fury.


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