The Devils Delight
As a breath
of butterflies wings,
your touch
lights my soul to fire,
Aching,
for a quivered delight,
just a reach away
,
The heady brush
of tongue and skin,
draws to cold sliver’s
of shivered moans,
Heating to boil
over passions end,
and into ecstasy’s hold
Envelop me in ruby layers
of gossamer heat,
tattooing your name
bone deep,
branding my soul,
to an eternal embrace
of melded spirits
Spooned heat
finding unity,
the burning tracks
of lust
blaze my spirit,
lighting all heavens,
touching the profound,
in gentle whispers
of gasping screams
And in graced pieces
I return to earths fold,
enlightened
being of love,
in a devils hold
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