Poem: Passion


By B. Forrester

On scented sheets of rose we lie,
in the ambience candlelight provides,
The passion of the night sublime,
our entangled limbs collide.

A hungry midnight snack; kisses trailed across a body.
A neck, a chest, a back; a fire within embodied.
Words spring from my mouth, spurred on by Calliope;
a kind of love-struck poetry; eloquent and smutty.

Silky satin linen, slides beneath our skin,
I dreamt of this, the moment when,
we fall, and lust becomes our sin,
your body; my own opium den.

On the horizon morning breaks,
And soon enough the world will wake,
so we lie, entwined, and sated,
our bodies incapacitated.

Published by bforresterbooks

Indie Author. Lover of all things supernatural, witchy and magical. Obsessed fan of The Wizard of Oz, Supernatural, the works of Tolkien and the Harry Potter Universe. You can purchase my debut novel The Kingston Chronicles at Amazon.

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