Poems on William Shakespeare Published by Members Recently Online

The light in me
craves the darkness in you.
The hint of lust in thine eyes,
tells me that you want me too.
We mustn’t waste time,
as we have none to spare.
Make haste to ye’ olde pomegranate tree,
and wait for me there.
Under the cloak of the night’s sky
we’ll be hidden in the dark.
Devouring each other,
under the blooming pomegranates,
until we hear the cry of the lark.

- Poetic Gawdess

The light in me
craves the darkness in you.
The hint of lust in thine eyes,
tells me that you want me too.
We mustn’t waste time,
as we have none to spare.
Make haste to ye’ olde pomegranate tree,
and wait for me there.
Under the cloak of the night’s sky
we’ll be hidden in the dark.
Devouring each other,
under the blooming pomegranates,
until we hear the cry of the lark.

- Poetic Gawdess