A Lover's Creed
Simiyu Danniel@danielsimiyu099735
10 hours ago
#poetry
The claiming gaze of her hazel eyes turns me on pulling the storm behind mine as the poetry and art in her folds bite through my desires.
She drips in elegance, writing pleasure with her killer velvet dress whose fabric must have been woven from sunset fever; hallmark, sensual and graceful.
Her beauty is the divine wrapped in human skin full and lush lips that enchant me and silky hips that sway in evocative and sultry melody, an irresistible allure that works my ache for the forbidden, dragging me straight to holy sin where my faith is tested by mouth and touch writing symphonies on her body while learning the ancient language in a bittersweet melody.
To offer her a little major epiphanies with talent; I shall crown her my muse and worship her with art, every pen stroke her essence etched on the throat of eternity.
But if I fail, then let my touch hold the Intentionality, depth and reverence while my grip hold comfort, that in my eyes she's holy and sacred for a miracle and art.
Let my heartbeats hold the rhythm of pleasure from the intoxication of her lips that taste like vintage wine whispering profoundly of how beloved she is.
© Silver Sword and Sage.
