Giving Concert To Her Flesh

11 Nov


She holds starlight in her gaze,
and moonlit caress in her ways;
the midnight of her confession,
a subtle play of her possession;
summer dwells amid her thighs,
autumn’s breath within her sighs;
the weather of her stillness reigns
when night is full of ardor stains;
and in her boding days of falling,
her curves resolve wanton calling;
thus, her bodice, left as waylaid,
marks the score of ethics played;
uninhibited is her very fashion,
etches of heat beget her passion;
and with each kiss, her eyes scold,
needful staid of breathless bold;
the very nature of her eyes reply,
a song of submission in her sigh.

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Posted by on November 11, 2015 in My Poetry



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