Someday I will have the time to blog more often, or at least have cool things that people want to read. So Wednesday night the moon was full, and it illuminated the sky with a golden hue.
This started a series of poetic thoughts and ideas swirling through my head. Though I am no Poe or Lord Byron, I'm pretty happy with them.
I hope you enjoy :)
Oh Playful Muse
Oh my playful muse, what stories have I dreamt?
Cherubs blush at the nocturnal eves I have spent.
I sing praises of your beauty as my silent soul cries.
The hunter’s moon reflects from your viridian eyes.
Like two oceans sparkling with deviltry delight.
Surrender my doubt with trembled voice in the night.
A bees temporal visit to flower sweet bliss.
Come melt me with the sweet honey from your lips.
A carnal serenade tangled in silk and skin
Sighs whispered from candied lips begin
Vigorous passion radiates essence craved
Limbs linger, sparks ignite, lovers saved
Wisps falling on petite, creamy skin glistened from above
Two are entwined with poetic pulsating rhythm of love.
Amidst Darkened Skies
dancing candle light reflect
as heaving breasts rise
Inch by inch, my flesh traces yours
Taking me in, enveloping my love.
Look at the stars. Are they the cause of my strangled cry?
No, it is you, my jewel, my flower, my dove