Friday, 14 December 2012

TWISTED




Black- it reminds me of you,
Lustrous cascades that covered your face.
Crimson lips that once carressed my skin,
Nights when you cradled me in your sweet embrace.

When all is still I think of you,
The arch of your neck, the sound of your moan escape...
The taste of your skin as my teeth sink in,
Your sweet release as i massage your nape.

Your sweet release... could i ever define,
The way you consumed me in your feral heat?
The taste of you, in my mouth....so divine!
Again..Again...AGAIN! I pass out on sweat-drenched sheets.

 The memory of you, it haunts me still,
The curve of your waist, your angelic face.
The way you gave in till i had my fill,
Intense and Animalistic- anytime.. anyplace..

You destroyed me with your love, then you'd reconstruct me again,
A slave to your wishes made me the woman i am today.
I hated you, I loved you. The pleasure... The pain..
In retrospect- I'd have it no other way.

So many lovers, they come and go
past this bed, like passengers board a train.
But none have it in them- they don't know
what it takes to please me. They try, in vain.

I will never find another to take the place of you.
To try, would demean and belittle what we had.
What we had was magical, too good to be true,
So when it was time, it ended- In a way, I'm glad!

You see, many men I can love, any man for the rest.
You know that you're special- your the only one.
It's like what they say- Only a woman does a woman best.
So, Woman- You and I, that’s love. The rest are just for fun!

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