Damn Those Lies
Moaning softly a crystalline breath, as fragrant lava flows..
Nursing deeply her melting breast; tossing, golden curls
Aside blue eyes transfixed upon the naked mystical sky
Swirling while parting these lips she'll kiss and stormy
Their fusions her emotions; heart a heart, she screams...
Blood mingled holly dispelled she knows, love's meant to be.
Copyright © Rachel St.Cross | Year Posted 2013