In the eye of the beholder
By Mord
Ambushed is my heart as brown eyes sparkle mischievous intent
A beauty rivaling Venus herself,
my own will betwixt time...and hers
A site I wish to look upon forever
my passion belies my good sense
Surely glistening lips press soft as swans down
with cockeyed grin inviting mans ruin
Ample breasts smooth as cream bounce below my bane.....
Beads of sweat trickle and loose hairs mingle upon smooth jaw and jugular
vein
My gaze is met with locked curiosity
And she starts my way.....
Through the throng slips a goddess glowing in lust
I need to taste her skin, her sweat, her smell divine
Too loud to hear she bends to my ear
brown mane consumes me....
I beg her company away from the masses
my hand she takes in hers
Electric...
This fusion must last forever
The din we leave behind, her hips beckoning
like the oceans gentle waves,
To stop under street lamps nebula
I pull her close, her curves fit me like a lost puzzle piece
She is perfect.....
Yet mortal is her soul, tainted not by times effortless grace
This game of old I’ve played to lure
none so worthy as she to keep
My strength she’s muted inside me strains,
her will I’ve taken, lust replaced
I ask the query “ be mine forever”
And sweep her locks aside
She whispers “ evermore”
the words I hungered for, while I render her soul no longer benign.
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Comments on "In the eye of the beholder"
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A former member wrote:
wow. so enticing. i loved it!
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A former member wrote:
MMm wow my but you do have a way with words! You are so vivid and the way you choose to describe things and the way you use analogies is just breath taking wow, the more of your poetry i read the more I want to devour it
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On Saturday, October 14, 2006, Moratha
(17) wrote:
Anne Rice would love this. The imagry is phenomonal.
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On Monday, September 18, 2006, sixsixnine
(476) wrote:
fuck yeah! ELECTRIC FICTION. 669