Sharpened fear settles upon me
in pools of dripping pleasure.
I toy with affections haunting,
inner flavors of temptation.
Solitude confinement concurs
my inability to resist it’s taunting.
As my thirst gathers tortured time,
restless winds glaze my atmosphere.
Whistling sensations chill tingles
within my bloody souls chambers.
Calling out passions screams of honor,
groping every blade of bitterness.
With a sweet savory desire
of appetites weakness,
I can stomach of your love.
Copyright © Cheryl Eldridge | Year Posted 2007