Gracing minuetto in the castle of fortune
I gazed upon the chance of serendipity
I can perceive she is a sublime creature, that of which I marvel
The smell of infusing fragrants enchants my desires
Reeling me like kir poeticness
Grace, scent, feline lure of jaded ushered
Virile fantasies amid the gothic night
As we clung into a seductress tone
The swirl of sweet voices and opera come to form a stirring endeavor
With this discern mystique, the hourglass feels hastened
Fatigueness leads to an alluring slumber
The dawn of feverous romance enigma
Darkening a man’s intellect into mistress adoration
Consumed by gilded ravishment of rose elegance
She craves the caressment of balletic sway of a paramour
Craving the taste of rouge lips
Charming the fiery mortality to satisfy the appeasement
Candle lights burn the explicating flesh
Perspiring with a sobbing yearn
She is a vixen impacted by this occult night
Categories:
poeticness, romance,
Form: Abecedarian