Sure he is not, as to how She became his Empress of Love And he her slave, but he knows
His throat acknowledged her As his love master, by wrapping His voice around her ears And moaning out repeatedly "Your slave loves you" Until his vocal cords Could give voice no more
His mind begged to be tied up And held captive by Her seductive thoughts
His flesh obeyed her touches
His lips stored away her kisses Until he had enough of them To build a kissing sanctuary In his soul, where he could worship The purity in her kisses forever
Just when she thought She had total command of him And was about to chain him To her romantic desires for the night He acted like a rebellious slave And in brazen voice, told her He would not participate in the parade Honoring her as The Empress of Love
Unless she would inflate his heart With the air of her love And use it as the handsome float That carries her throughout the parade
Lovely in closing and great imagery throughout. Eileen's got the word, "Unique!" and that's good in poetry. Your new bio pic was a pleasant surprise. You look like a young man at peace with himself. :-) ~~Nordette
A collection of love poetry both relatable and unique.. Poems both joyful, playfu , yearning and romantic. The Poet has exposed his heart and soul in words of love and admiration. Take a journey through the thoughts of a Contempary poet of love. Poet
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Such vivid imagery makes this a real pleasure to read! Thanks for this one!
Are you related to Casanova;-)?
Love,
Eileen
The honorable Hadsomist hart!!
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