Your dark caress taunts me.
A fine thread slithering up my leg,
Pausing at the juncture of my thighs before
Winding higher and higher, wrapping
Me in the purple depth of the night.
These kisses, they pinch my skin as you bind my heart,
The welts…the love-bruises left…
No one can see under the black Moon,
No one hears my growls when you enter me,
Only the dark sky and damp grass feels us move
In the shadows, two phantoms mating
Like Heaven and Earth,
Thunder rattling the winds, lightning cracking the whip
Again…and again, streaking us, our silhouettes
Fierce and frantic, swallowing each other
As we move in the rain,
My tears hidden from your gaze -
Take me again…and again,
Give me the poison in your veins,
Give me the kisses to drown out the pain,
Wrap your hands around my hips,
Pummel him from my mind,
Let him fall into the crypt of the past.
Etch my Soul with "Thou Shalt Not"
And I’ll do it again…and again…
Dena L Moore
June 16, 2008
THANK YOU to everyone who has left such lovely comments! :D
Always very much appreciated.
Edwin
Which perhaps seems silly to say when your poem has kicked my
heart (and related parts) into overdrive. -gene.