The love of Aphrodite

December 19, 2011
By austincx BRONZE, Melbourne, Florida
austincx BRONZE, Melbourne, Florida
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Laced behind my back,
Fingertips of ice,

Digging in,
They go in for the slice.

Foreign lips, unfamiliar, drag across my neck,

Up my chin, to my mouth, the softness of a peck.

So soft and fragile,
Leaves burns upon my skin,

The tension,
Space between us,
Is quickly growing thin.

Time is wearing down,
If it is meant to come,
It must,

The gift of love,
We once shared,
Is now merely lust.

A devil,
Made her way in to my bed, and she’s reaching out for me,

Yet, somehow,
I am blinded -
An angel is all I see.

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