Beneath this plausible poet
sulks a dark and feral spirit
the very essence of that
darkness you deny
within yourself and...
. ....I've been watching you.
I am your darkness with
naked fingers of intent
to wanton pry your desire
into the bells and screams
of ecstacy's disgrace.
Show you, for what you are,
. .......unto yourself
Beneath me, beneath you,
in glorious abandon of agony's
unrestrained pulse......
. ......come to me prescious one.
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Very dark write da, but very well written.
Andy
I let my imagination run wild here.
Oohh I fancy a bit of dark and feral, but I might swoon! heehee.
Take Fido along to protect you
this is one of those that takes the reader to those places that they (most of them anyway) would dearly want to go, but tend not to articulate ... except maybe to themselves and a lover or two in the darkest of nights ...
and also the perfect title for this dark & seductive poem, if I may say so .............. Neville
Plenty of hint and innuendo to please the adventurous i hope
Captivating, indeed captivating, every word.
THank you very much
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