From the glistening waves
to the boundless shore
Strings of love dwell
in the enchanted violin
From the untamed daisies
to the serene marigolds
Appetites of wicked flames
burn in a pink stratosphere
From the beaming sunrise
to the caress of your hand
Admiration is a blazing star
above Cupids’ Dream Drive
Shadows or darkness
become a lost road of lust
Only worship and devotion
entwine on this long concrete
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Your lips
are meant for talking
with sarcasm and intelligence
Your lips
are meant for sucking
lollipops and hard candy
Your lips
are meant to turn me into a
a pile of mush and goo
When are you going to use them?
Condescending aficionado
speaks from a barbaric abyss
Staking claims and forecasts
reeking of gin and vermouth
He paws
He claws
Relentless and crude
Staring at her fishnet stalkings
waiting for her lipstick stains
delicious Coca Cola bottle curves
Inhaling her wicked scent
He probes
He pushes
Distasteful and off putting
Sucking in helium and lithium
personality rising higher than balloons
Viewing others as outcasts
engaging as a insidious vulture
He commands
He yells
Unforgiving and selfish
Demanding perverse declarations
Instilling superficial values
She crawls away from the blood hound
gazing at the sign of bittersweet crossroads
She kicks
She cries
Embracing the freedom
I will acknowledge
that I had an affair
I love metaphors
creating imaginary worlds
A written tapestry
Seduced by alliteration
I had an affair
with the craft of language
I’m enthralled by
the layers and symbolism
I’m engaged
to a place to release my tension
I’m in a atmosphere
where I’m understood
I’m in a whirlwind
where I’m forever lost
I’m pulled in
by the legacy of poets
Desiring to fulfill
a long winded fantasy
The affair will continue….
Storm of Ink 