The Art of Love
A tempest of Emotions
cradle her raw explosive rapture
at a distance she saw her man
she desires of her unaware wants
her blood boils
from the thoughts in her head
as it rages through her body
her extreme need to be fed ...
The hunger burns like sulfuric acid
eats away the pure
catches in her throat
the tingling of the skin
as it warms to feel his touching
tour ...
Her sweetness has been hit of the love
that had flowed between them
making her cry out
her innocence lost
in his eyes ...
She sees him turn
a direction she couldn't follow
her pulse races at faster impulsion
he stands there wanting her
soaking in the sight he has perceived
her beautiful masterpiece
she created just for his release ...
Brooke Dylan 2014
Copyright © Brooke Dylan | Year Posted 2014
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