Open Poetry #11 |
Tryst With a Goddess |
Masked Intruder
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Senior Member
since 1999-05-23
Posts 1231Near golden sunsets |
Gossamer strands of moonlit mist Languidly drift through night's dark air. I rush to reach a midnight tryst To feast my eyes on one so fair. The embodiment of beauty; The picture of perfect semblance; Deity in woman's body; I bow in humble obeisance. You approach my submissive soul, With your finger upon my chin, Fire spreading with the warmest glow, You raise my eyes to look within. Lost in pools of utmost wonder I float in raw emotion's hold. My mind is yours to be plundered, You alone know what might unfold. Your love's bright beacon to the fore; Known to some as youthful error, Known to others as my amour, Known to me as life's sweet prayer |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Phil? Love becomes you, m'friend. and you wear it very well...I kinda like this mystical stuff m'self...hugs and grins m'friend. |
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Siofra
since 2000-09-28
Posts 551State of Suspended Passion |
and this one fell to the depths of Passion. and yet I'm sure this treasure must have been glistening from all the way down since I have found it now. Lovely write, Sir. I am many. |
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