and while you are at it
the green trees bend from one end to the other
shaking wildly screeching
branches scratching the dark skies

lost
but not found
you go from one end to the other
one alley leading to a darker one

falling dried leaves cover your face
as you try and shake away
the scepter of love
it chills and thrills
to the bone

stone cold
you are at your feet
while it picks you up
and wipes away the scary you
from you

and while he is at it
you drop in all languishness
in all roguishness
offering your best

the softness of your hands
wrapping around its scaly surface
with eyes closed your wish
wets your lips as you hunger
for that gentle pink passion

and blood oozes
as the sharpness of its fangs
punctures the virility
the greenness of two veins
intertwining like two naked bodies consuming each other in lust

in that moment
the skies seem to conspire
unabashed unlawful desire
blackness legitimizing this unworldly alliance
of the beauty and the beast

09/05/2009

Author's Note: love...according to me!!! god! i feel so..hmnnnnn!!!

Posted on 09/05/2009
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