Looking up into the midnight sky, then to the burning flames,
Knowing things for me will never become the same.
I have become a slave to her latex fingertips,
Relishing in the beauty of her divine fragrance.
Her emerald eyes have stolen my heart,
Her light rose lips condemning my soul.
My body aches for her, her touch becoming my drug.
She is the ultimate addiction that has become a perfect ecstasy.
The ebony curtain that caresses her bare shoulders,
Reflecting the blue hue of the moon above us.
This goddess of the night has danced her way to me,
Driving me deeper into the spiral of madness.
One simple look of her and my lungs seize, my heart stops,
Death has become me from the raw emotion that overcomes my being.
Every fleeting moment with her is an eternity,
How can the gods be so cruel?
So sadistic to bring her and take her from me every morning?
Only to tease and torture me every night with her return.
One day she will become mine, she will dance with me for all eternity.
COMMENTS
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mindgeeee
04:59 Sep 12 2012
Well written