Saturday, 4 April 2015

Nocturnal Romance

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The taste of strawberry lips 
& the hues of sweated skin
never go faded away 
off of the gallery of delightful-sin
Every night lusts the sluty skies
by the means of wicked-intention to eat
even an every “spirit of love” alive
Our nocturnal love & salacious romance
with melancholy infatuation takes us down
to the core of darkness
Lust - only a leaf of hunger
seems to be craved for having raged hotness – 
The hotness of bare bodies
& the brutality of unclothed spirit
Alas ~ The love - A pie of heart 
On nights, Seven stars receive your melted-down visit.
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