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Chloe and I: Night's Child and the Beast

- Chloe and I: Night's Child and the Beast -

Blonde and beautiful, so fair and flawless in my eyes,
With her sensuous way, well beyond her young years...
She is radiant and childlike, perfect but not innocent!
The flame within her heart, calls so very hotly unto I,
That in her embrace I want to sing, to shed joyful tears.
Sweet little angel, from paradise above you were sent!
So that now, you are the only heaven I wish to know...
Forsaking all other light save that as within your spirit.
You are the object of my forbidden desires and thirst!
I am humbled before you, as I receive all you bestow...
And hear from your sweet mouth things lovingly writ.
Your love fills my soul and in my laughter I feel mirth!

Oh mischievous and sensuous child, I feel your touch,
And know I shall not feel anything warmer in this life...
For you are the sum of all fire, the embodiment of lust!
Oh sweet little goddess, I know that I praise you much,
But you are my greatest joy, and she whom I call wife...
In whom I place my devotion, my dreams, every trust!
Every shadow inside me, is in you present far greater,
For the dark within you, and the light, is a true solace...
That is to me like an oasis in a world of flawed order!
Your voice is like music even when it is in a whisper,
And the moon is less fair than the beauty of your face...
Oh, the imaginings that your love within me does stir!

Every wicked thing I think about you, you so sanctify,
Making every lustful thought blessed, refined to gold...
Until I and you are elevated, to heights only gods feel!
All that is forbidden, with you I need not have to deny,
For in our passion, we may be mad, and fiercely bold...
Giving in to the chaos within us, a madness made real.
Child of the night, you have awakened in me the beast,
But one tamed by the beauty that only you do possess...
So make of me your prince and we shall know only joy!
I shall dine at your table and on pleasure we shall feast,
Whilst my eyes devour you as you don your silken dress.
It is time to play, and you make of yourself a lovely toy!

A living doll, a breathing vessel that is truly perfection,
Dancing and singing, enticing me to acts of depravity...
Until our twin fires couple, creating a paradise of flame.
There is not glory, like yours; it has no equal reflection,
It is unique and splendid in and of its' darkest divinity...
At your side, I feel ecstasies without the taint of shame!
Written by Kou_Indigo (Karam L. Parveen-Ashton)
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