The Time between Passion
By caustic ink
Sleeping on rose petals.
Wrapped in my arms.
Heartbeat against me,
Warming my soul.
Tickle-rubbing on gooseflesh
As tremors subside.
The sweat of our passion,
Binds us together.
Forever, eternal.
This is where I will stay.
A back marked by nails,
A handprint most salacious,
Blissful reminders
Of what love can be.
The taste on my tongue,
On my lips and my fingers,
Add to the hunger
That food can not halt.
Your hand holds the throbbing,
That pulses for you,
Awaiting release,
In your divine self.
You dear are my goddess,
Your body, my temple
At which I will worship
Til the end of my days.
For now we will rest
Against one another,
Til our passion builds up,
And redeems us once more
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© 2006 caustic ink
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On Friday, May 26, 2006, TaintedButterfly
(653) wrote:
Beautiful and precious. An outstanding show of love with lust, or vice versa. ;) And what a lovely muse you have... Well done. Julia~
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On Saturday, May 13, 2006, Dei
(663) wrote:
sweeeeeeeeet! aw. im smiling.
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A former member wrote:
Ahhhh such sweet brilliance... this captures the heartbeat of the universe in the pauses between two lovers' embraces.... gorgeous!
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On Saturday, May 13, 2006, NikesRain
(1240) wrote:
lush and velvety, like rose petals tasting of honey and brandy.... such delicate and consuming passion... wonderful
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On Saturday, May 13, 2006, NikesRain
(1240) wrote:
i can't help but smile because this shows just how beautifully intense you are even though you show a lighter sometimes reserved/quiet face to the world... i'm glad i nudge you to write especially when the results are like this...*hugs*