March 11, 2011
Ardent love is such a sinful creature.
What, with its insatiable desire.
Glamorized as a beautiful feature,
Its consequences can be quite dire.

Even now, I'm wanting still more of you,
Needing to quench this fire in my chest.
My body yearning for you to subdue,
Every inch of me; never any less.

Now let us escape, together, tonight,
And let us forget that mornings exist.
Come, make bloom in me your flowers of light,
And of this love let us nothing resist.

You're unforgettable, the way you love.
Unforgettable, taking me above.

Join the Discussion

This article has 2 comments. Post your own now!

lunaticonthegrass said...
Apr. 4, 2011 at 12:20 am
I really Love the line, "And let us forget that mornings exist". I have always found the sonnet to be easy to do wrong, but magic when done right, and this one is very mystical. Good stuff.
NoxInviticus replied...
Apr. 5, 2011 at 7:06 pm
Thank you very much. I appreciate the feedback. :D
bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback