Scentd Beauty

Your eyes dark and inward like a sillvered neck chain,

Hung around my head, my sexy lone dame.

Your shoulders are bare, your pretty black hair,

Distracting and rare, in the midnight nightmare.

I'll dream of your lips, carressing my mouth,

Touched by a fire, burning with lust.

Take me on the chair, with a gun and a book,

Telling storys of intimate love, seldomly took.

My heart in your hand, beutifully embraced,

As i saunter to peer at your pretty white face.

I take of my clothes, you put on some lace,

We dance in the dark, lovers of haste.

Bring me the moon, bring me the stars,

Neither in will of your beauty so far.

Just one last chance, to kiss your ember closed mouth,

Returning to life, so long i've been out.

So sit next to me, and whisper your thoughts,

Your feelings are blind, your temperment lost.

I'll give you the sun, I'll give you a rose

Pink petaled long daisies in their repose.

And morrow will want, and wait for the sky,

To open to heaven, where angels they lie.

And wrapp their wings tight, around your souls waist,

And whisper softly good bye.

As i breath of your taste.