...Magnesium desires

By SolApathy

Whisper to me of your deepest desire
Does it burn in your soul like a magnesium fire?
Take me upon your bed and I’ll shred the thoughts in your head
Lust of the primal; I’ll rage in carnal pleasure
In which you cannot measure
Depths of sins you take pleasure in
Whisper in year ear as I allay your sexual fear
Tell me of the empathy you feel as I rip into wounds you thought—healed
I scream another’s name as I play this dark sexual game
Upon your feelings I’ll orgasm as I take you beyond what you could fathom
Pain & fear, sweat & sex
I smile as I see what your eyes desire--next
Claws upon your back blood drawn as you gasp
I sense the desire to pull off my mask as I thrust in intimate pleasure
In this, desire cannot measure
Our intimate
…Pleasure

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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Monday, March 6, 2017.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

Into the depths of desire burns the hottest fire...
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Comments on "...Magnesium desires"

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  • A former member wrote: "The strongest steel is forged in the hottest of fires..." You always seem to lay down the gaunlet with a style and confidence most definitely all your own. Well done, poet.

  • A former member wrote: I'm sure that anyone would be happy to whisper softly into your ear, my dear. Nice usage of blood as an erotic image! Queen Reb;).


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