My Erotic Tale
Literotica Guru
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- Oct 25, 2004
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I miss the wicked one~
wicked grin and turtle gloves
searching the shadows and
tossing bones from a closet
for a daggar eyed muse
twisting roses
to write from its dew
blade rides flesh
blood will do
nail kissing keys
while hot breath whispers
between lobes on the eve
of dangerous creativity
planting splinters in cerebriums
with jig saw smile words
to awaken the soul
and drag them to the shadows
the tail is the tune
on a wicked smile
tantalizing tongue
of a wild flower
Rhymes are spears
for the inner ear
but tis kind words
she lay anyway
sharing in the rain
and relish in thunder
in a literary worlds ride
wicked eve wonders
I searched shadows
for the wicked one
to lay before thee
my words I strung
back pats to thee
poetress, wicked eve
wicked grin and turtle gloves
searching the shadows and
tossing bones from a closet
for a daggar eyed muse
twisting roses
to write from its dew
blade rides flesh
blood will do
nail kissing keys
while hot breath whispers
between lobes on the eve
of dangerous creativity
planting splinters in cerebriums
with jig saw smile words
to awaken the soul
and drag them to the shadows
the tail is the tune
on a wicked smile
tantalizing tongue
of a wild flower
Rhymes are spears
for the inner ear
but tis kind words
she lay anyway
sharing in the rain
and relish in thunder
in a literary worlds ride
wicked eve wonders
I searched shadows
for the wicked one
to lay before thee
my words I strung
back pats to thee
poetress, wicked eve