Seas of Fiery Ruin

 
the day’s serenade of kin’s dahlias,
a parade of pretty yellow skinned laelias,
celebrating her lips of ruby red euthalia,
the mystical connection somewhere in Asia!

she’s in the city of lights with a nobody
nights of heykinlapore’s poetic parody
articulating what may not be kosher
an alluring beauty giving me the coucher

a noble being of the Olympian ways
loin clads in green and drunk with Kilkenny, finest of days
supple and ample, a goddess of true example
laughter filled desires, I’m frolicking sacredly in the heart of her temple!

We yield, Every stone echoing,
by the curb we began parading,
the weight of a lustful war of roses,
I am your ruin, I care not of public exposes!

Such are the ruins, undone and laid bare,
I’d imagine in my collapse, I found my self
a strength that grows, yet to the impulses I surrender,
embracing you in too deep, ruinous ravine I choose to plunder.

passion that I crave so dearly
making me write poetries for a new eternity
a moment of having her sweet little face under close proximity,
cheek to cheek, oh my god!!  she’s a fresh breath of femininity

She reciprocates….
 
“Your stifles claimed ownership of my being, Your tug pull me back where i belong,
Your welt imprinted on my skin like a branded subject, I so longed,
Your hands trace the remnants of my resolve, a sensual treat,
crumbling and rushing like the flow to  my ruined love between my feet.

These walls around us whisper secrets of fallen empires of my will,
Surrender under your conquest, caresses that is a thrill,
The trophy etched in  bones, as mine is etched in my skin, in your name,
Your bite marks between my thighs, victory marks between my heart remains,

Let me bend over in worship and  every gasp drawn your rhythmic command,
Let my body flood as your devine call of rain, I’m a hostage in remand,
Oh god! Oh god! Oh my Aphrodite, such is the passion of that unknown Bedouin,
Let me spread my pearls to you.. as your prophencies are to split my seas to fiery ruin!