poetic_justice
02-14-2007, 05:55 AM
Slave's heart soared with lovers breath
At the site of a thousand tiny stars
Dotting the face of heaven -
Of brilliance personified.
Warm in the arms of her Master
On the cool grass of tree hidden grove
Both watching the scattered face of night
While their bodies clung to their passions, combined.
Those brutal fingers, tender and kind
As He stroked her silver strands of hair
And whispered words of love and honour to her ears
Swollen passions buried deep within dove's embrace.
Slowly she rose, her back arching while
The cosmic lunar rays caressed swollen heaving breasts
Broad muscled hands holding soft hips
While they ground against each other, searching.
Gutteral primal cries of ancient pleasures felt
Filled the air and them;
As spirits soared and hearts rose with higher pleasures felt
Pushing to the limits of their endurance.
While bodies strived, forcing deeper, harder
Tearing at each other for the ultimate release
Of Goddess and God embraced amongst the two
And the cry of wild dogs fuelled primal needs.
In those moments of frenzied emotion,
His fingers gripped the dagger tight
And drew the shining tip against her pale throat
His lips, taking into himself, the essence of their being.
copyright © Tracey Cobb
At the site of a thousand tiny stars
Dotting the face of heaven -
Of brilliance personified.
Warm in the arms of her Master
On the cool grass of tree hidden grove
Both watching the scattered face of night
While their bodies clung to their passions, combined.
Those brutal fingers, tender and kind
As He stroked her silver strands of hair
And whispered words of love and honour to her ears
Swollen passions buried deep within dove's embrace.
Slowly she rose, her back arching while
The cosmic lunar rays caressed swollen heaving breasts
Broad muscled hands holding soft hips
While they ground against each other, searching.
Gutteral primal cries of ancient pleasures felt
Filled the air and them;
As spirits soared and hearts rose with higher pleasures felt
Pushing to the limits of their endurance.
While bodies strived, forcing deeper, harder
Tearing at each other for the ultimate release
Of Goddess and God embraced amongst the two
And the cry of wild dogs fuelled primal needs.
In those moments of frenzied emotion,
His fingers gripped the dagger tight
And drew the shining tip against her pale throat
His lips, taking into himself, the essence of their being.
copyright © Tracey Cobb