Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Yours

You've possessed me, a spell possibly. Words kissed with a talented tongue.

Thoughts of unknown desires run through my mind. Twisting and turning, demanding.

I am shocked and aroused all at once. Steal and shatter my body and soul; take what's yours.

Visions of you over me, inside me, shake me to the core. Breath staggers from my body.

The bliss of passion and pain intertwine and I am lost forever around you.

Insanity and ecstasy become one. Take me, break me.

I'm yours.

3 comments:

  1. Yummy! Yours is in my heart and my pocket. I love your poem, Lady Wookie. Thx for sharing. ox

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  2. Holy hell, woman. You are powerful in your words and creation of fantasy. Don't ever stop writing.

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