Lady of The Night has been published in All of Me Vol. IV, courtesy of Shadow Spark Publishing.
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fame as great the lady of the night
.
she was liquid
in my eyes
unrestricted my desire
to ride her tide
the fiery height of passion climbed
to burn between her thighs
she was liquid
in my eyes
a timeless vision of divine
.
empowered
every step she placed
each breath she traced
devoured
o, how i yearned to learn
the fertile fragrance of her flower
uncross her legs
collect the honeyed nectar of her bud
to taste her at the height of season
.
brave the tidal flood released
drench myself in waves of she
quench my thirst preferred of living dangerously
howbeit disinclined was i to acting out disgracefully
.
as she turned to face me
any swelter felt compelled embrace as well this blaze was laced with graceful breeze
evidently lady
for i felt acclaimed to kneel before her dainty feet and celebrate the tasteful air of she
.
hers was not road to perdition
hers was every hope commissioned
hers were open lips that glistened
hers the sweetest proposition
.
as she turned to face me
i conferred the faintest shiver
a pool of liquid serpents slithered
through each vein to nerve delivered
on the banks
astride the river
teasing waters to fruition
not a single thought towards refusing me permission
.
she kissed me with the lips she kissed so
simply by existing
simply by persisting
when the flame appeared to flicker
simply by resisting urge to further purge the light from night
return to flight each time that hers grew dimmer
.
empowered
as she took up her position in my arms
she was liquid
in my arms
could feel her rush between my thighs
the vaguest touch
and i’d have died
such were the seas she breathed to life
as i exhaled my parting breath
unmarked by death
and simply sighed
.
as she turned to face me
any swelter felt compelled embrace as well this blaze was laced with graceful breeze
as she turned to face me
any swelter felt compelled embrace as well this blaze was laced with graceful breeze
as she turned to face me
any swelter felt compelled embrace as well this blaze was laced with graceful breeze
evidently lady
for i felt acclaimed to kneel before her dainty feet and celebrate the tasteful air of she
.
hers was not road to perdition
hers was every hope commissioned
hers were open lips that glistened
hers the sweetest proposition
.
my delight was amplified
the fiery height of passion climbed
to see her wings unfurl
reveal her pearl
enrapture mine
for she epitomised desire
and thus legitimised the fire
within long stricken eyes
now given rise to blaze a flame initialised
to fame as great the lady of the night
fame as great the lady of the night
stricken eyes
now given rise to blaze a flame initialised
to fame as great the lady of the night
.
as she turned to face me
any swelter felt compelled embrace as well this blaze was laced with graceful breeze
evidently lady
for i felt acclaimed to kneel before her dainty feet and celebrate the tasteful air of she
.
she was liquid
in my eyes
unrestricted my desire
to ride her tide
the fiery height of passion climbed
to burn between her thighs
she was liquid
in my eyes
a timeless vision of divine
.
hers was not road to perdition
hers was every hope commissioned
hers were open lips that glistened
hers the sweetest proposition
.
hers was not road to perdition
hers was every hope commissioned
hers were open lips that glistened
hers the sweetest proposition
.
as she turned to face me
any swelter felt compelled embrace as well this blaze was laced with graceful breeze
as she turned to face me
any swelter felt compelled embrace as well this blaze was laced with graceful breeze
as she turned to face me
any swelter felt compelled embrace as well this blaze was laced with graceful breeze
as she turned to face me
any swelter felt compelled embrace as well this blaze was laced with graceful breeze
.
liquid in my eyes
liquid in my eyes
.
as she turned to face me
any swelter felt compelled embrace as well this blaze was laced with graceful breeze
evidently lady
for i felt acclaimed to kneel before her dainty feet and celebrate the tasteful air of she
.
Richard Charles Stevens
Keeper of The Crimson Quill
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