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Poems :  Her Gates Open
 
Dreams of fire rise with the moon
She gives her thorns of luxury
Black high heels with straps and open toes
Manicure and pedicure of red
Temple of sweet lust
Pagan earth
Laurels from Venus

The night brings wild wolves
Her kisses burn like a whip
Passion brings a magic moon dance
Ravaged with golden nectar
Bound in liquid desire
Her wine runs down her thighs
I pant like a thirsty lion

Longing for her black silk
Her long legs of rapture
Nipples of fire
Gossamer poetry of moist night
She calls me to kneel
The candle burns slow
Pain and pleasure meld into ancient lust

Her fingernails red with blood
Sweat pours like rain
Her tongue is a sweet river
Satin sheets flooded with love
Her rivers swell
She says “drink of my love”
Her gates open



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Posted: 2011/10/1 16:32  Updated: 2011/10/1 16:32
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