Thursday, September 6, 2012


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I can wrap you around my little finger 
Just like  
A silk red ribbon 
To remind me
How you make my blood flow faster inside my veins
I can pull your strings
I can watch you, distant,
As you undress your soul in front of me
When we are one and i paint my dark desire on your face 
With whispers and kisses and my dangerous loving
When your manly armor cracks and falls at my feet
That moment you are mortal and vulnerable, 
And i see your face so bright 
And then i love you
Only because i know i do not love you

I ignite my night with your touch 
As your velvet eyes travel over my trembling flesh
You break me, you melt me, you swallow me
holding me, feeling my tide rising 
Yes,  I can pull your strings until you beg me  
To stop and start again

Ours is not a passion fit for hypocrits and cowards
We dare to dream the nightmares of the Heart
Risking our lives to the death
Beggars of Love
Jesters of the flesh
Eternally impenitent Sinners...

linked to @dVersePoets Pub Open Link Night ~ 74


  1. oh heck..dreaming the nightmares of the heart..jesters of the flesh...some tight verse made me sweat a bit..smiles

  2. :) thank you Claudia :) it takes a lot of courage to dream these nightmares, believe me :) x

  3. Hot! Hot! Hot! To know your power, to own your power and not run from the nightmares...there's definitely pleasure to be found...

  4. Exactly, Natasha :) And that pleasure is far beyond anything i can describe...Daring to face the nightmares of each other's heart, makes lovers become one with a fierce passion :) am glad you like it :) x

  5. smiles...nice intimacy...painting my desire on your face....i love that....that last stanza is just awesome as well....dream the

  6. Thank you, Brian:)lovers always dare to go where desire leads...and this is not a place for cowards, but for those who are determined to follow where the heart takes them :) happy that you like it :)

  7. And then i love you
    Only because i know i do not love you...
    These words are rich and haunting.... A lovely, steamy write!

  8. "i paint my dark desire on your face " love that." And then i love you
    Only because i know i do not love you" didn't see that coming.
    "Jesters of the flesh" Nicely said. :)