Mystery of Primal Spirit
I feel your need to romp on twilight's climb
despite the consequences life can claim,
you know my velvet touch can make you pine
I am mystery you know by first name.
Through hours we will groan a sinless prayer
and think of nothing more than primal flesh,
sensing how deeply you think... I am rare
a warm appetite that brings hearts refreshed.
If you accept desire's sweet effect
and choose wild abandon for fire's release,
then plunge with me until grasslands are wrecked
as stripe of innocent love climbs and heaves.
But before we complete our final song,
can't gushing heat douse instant passion's heed?
To covet me... tenderly to prolong
my tigress’ spirit by grace will concede.
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Your First 2014 Poem Contest of PD
By nette onclaud
* Use of few slant/ end rhymes is intentional
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