Under His Transgression

Under His Transgression
 
it is so strange
when you are held
by a man

his are the strongest arms
his are the softest lips
his chest beats as wild as


i feel my shy eyes going down
from his manly powerful romance
would I give in~visionary thoughts
go through my head
i am new ~ to this ~no one has
ever stopped the world before him
passion finds my clothes on the ground
how ever could a new or older woman
stop the rigor of his long deep kisses
sin dose not inter into my mind
i am lost ~hell will have me
if it must ~for i will have his army
around me and i will be his to do as he please
and i shall burn for every if it be
but for now i will wait
till i can't be under his transgression again~
were i sit a pond his great sin
and feel as if i was on a magical pulsating throne
were lips and hands cover me and he try
to consume all of me and fights to give
none of his soul to me
for i am fire and he is man
and he must warm his cold
heart by the fire again and again~

aka:verleciaf

By lyricvixen
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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