The light bulb flickers
and the kitchen sink drips
sliding hands on your thighs
The candle sticks her tongue out
as she dances in the dark
music and sandalwood taint the air
as my tongue poisons your throat
You slide beneath my arms
on this satin bed
sin consumed as I drink you
I sink my teeth into you
and I eat you like a peach
ears deafen
and only respond to guttural commands
Sweat runs down my chest
and drips on your back
you take me, like a dolphin
to the depthness of the sea
I ride you, venusian equus
to the meadow where I dream
my strength the saddle
your hair the reins
All of Antonio's seasons slowly go by
but we hear no time
thirsty hearts find an oasis
beyond truth and lies
In the morning I'll be gone
and you'll reach for me
with half closed eyes
only to bleed in the thorns
of a long stemmed rose
leaving you as my present
to the early birth of dawn.
2 comments:
mmmmmmmmm, damn what passion...
I want to know what your inspiration was when you wrote this.
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