Black Silk

July 3, 2010
By Anonymous

Black silk,
The sultry chamber of the moon
Such a hot panting breeze that pass my lips
Taste the spices of the air
The feel of the summer heat blinding flames behind my eyes
The starry night peaked through my window
Caressing the every curvature of my being
The longing of such black silk to be at one and yet not close enough
The devouring of each breath
Feeling hotter than any burning star
Unable to recall such an attraction
Unable to escape the inevitable
The Fates look down and wonder how such souls
Connect with one thread
Embedded together on the sheets of lust
Black silk
A whisper of raw wanting
A touch of yearned skin
An embrace of more than the longing of sighs
A thrust for the hunger, the craving of such desired bodies
The aching of every crevice pining for his pounding heart against the curve of my back
My mind unable to focus lost and scattered
Here inside his smoldering body
My home my life
Smother me
With him I am free
Adam and eve once again
Stripped and unashamed in the grace of god
The Garden of Eden embracing their children once more


The author's comments:
this was a gift to love

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mindymax GOLD said...
on Aug. 14 2010 at 11:03 pm
mindymax GOLD, Armona, California
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Favorite Quote:
"The whole world looked drunk, and I liked it that way." - Rebeca Godfrey, book title"The Torn skirt"

i really love this poem , hope to hear some comments

;b



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