Sunday, July 1, 2012

Art of Love - Part VII


there was this taste
of luxury
dripping from soft lips,
i tasted of her honey
and desired more




nothing more

became obsession
dauntless wander,
she was wonder
replaying constant tunes
inside my deepest slumber


she crept into my thoughts
and slept
and even then
dominated more when gone
then when

she was near


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