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Quietus Hours
by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse → (All Poetry by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse)
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~Dark Poetry October~ ...where is Romantic Poetess? ...where is the love of passions?
*UPDATE*: Romantic Poetess sends lip stick evidence of Treasure’s Troves tasting Raspberry Kisses into the gentle loving wind; As she reclines in the jet flowing hot tub of Kama Sutra’s Treasures of the Sea on the wooden deck of Love’s Abiding Devotions. Being served warm drawn butter with King Crab legs by eventide’s gloaming of candles light with her muses bathing in Pleasure’s Balm… she also sips on Silver Patron Strawberry Margarita’s over sun’s setting of honor’s promises … she embraces her Romantic October vacation with Sweet Celebrations of Intimacy… *But the dark pestilence of romance still wanders…* Quietus Hours Oh vagrant masterful lover of cursed tenebrous needs; This heart aches to touch the canvas of you; To smell the burning essence Bound to ashen darkness… She waits in the gloaming desires of molten passion. Her disquieting heart begging upon knees of servitude. Her pleasure of love’s curse hidden inside temptations. Silently feeling your warmth upon the soul of her torrid heart. She waits in the pestilent shadows for the calling of her name… A heathen you are to order such a curse! To chain her to this dungeon of love’s lust! Caliginous bondage of sensual delectations! She caresses the thoughts of tasting your skin... To bite the desirous pulsations of your balms… Your arms touching the pleasures of flesh… I heard her scream desirous sensations into the quietus hours of midnight; *“I am yours till the end of time…”* (Written: October 28^th, 2009 8:30 a/m) with the depths of darkness as my shroud of hidden spies: Sincerely Bound By Incantations, Poetess Victoria...The Dark Pestilence of Romance Archaic Mistress of Caliginous Temptations *Copyright© 2009 Dark Romantic Poetess Victoria L. McColley*

Reviewed by J'nia Fowler

Reviewed on October 31, 2009

Yikes, profound and disquieting. Well penned and enjoyable. hugs, J'nia

Reviewed by Emile Tubiana

Reviewed on October 29, 2009

Dear Victoria, Your love is profound and enrich the soul. Love Emile

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Don't tell my Zombie Bride, but I have a coffin where we can be as tight on each other as oyster's shells, then you can whisper to me about that karma-sure treasure in deep waters...or whatever!

EDvard

Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle

One of the best things about reading your poetry is when you add these amazing pictures that go along with the words in your work.You are truly a gem Vickie.take care

Reviewed by John Flanagan

Reviewed on October 28, 2009

"...and quietus make with a bare bodkin" ? I don't think so here because here is living and feeling and the senses on fire. Such throes, Vickie, and a fascinating, compelling vocabulary.

John

Reviewed by Gene Williamson

Again, Victoria, an offer I can't refuse.
I'll creep in around midnight. -gene.

Reviewed by Felix Perry

In the shadows of darkness sprout new seeds of love and light to be reborn soon when the canvas may will implode into...sweet dark chocolate delight.
hugs
fee

Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader)

Reads like a dark, romantic incantation. Masterfully penned, beautiful poem.

Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic (Reader)

Oh my..oh my...wow..mmmmm..delightfully 'hot'!
Love it..am saving this one..really yummy for my scorpio nature ....))))

Blessings dear friend,

Vesna