Gods and Heathens

Remote locations
Ignite and unfurl deep passions,
As Pele and Kamapua’a
Bear witness, shedding tears of joy.

Feasting on energies,
Primordial and long forgotten.
The Succubus Lilith devours
Humble servants of the flesh
In resolute embrace.

Up, down, beneath, above
Through and through
Bodies intertwining
Beyond understanding.
A tapestry of lust,
Woven by Arachne herself.

The echo of desperation:
A hand longing to grasp
Harder… Harder. Harder!

((((((((( Resonates )))))))))

Through soft pine like
Hephaestus’ thundering blow.

Warm breaths on soft skin
Cries forever lost in a pillow
Beating hearts,
Trying to rip themselves
From their carnal shells.

Symphonic melodies give way
To carnal compositions
Orchestrated by Pan,
Playing the body of Syrinx
In the form of a flute.
Plaintive gasps and tortured cries,
Frozen in time, forever…
Only relieved by the echo of our love.

Bunny 🐇

Deer in headlights,
Sublime emanations and elevations
Poet pierced earnestly
By an artist’s flair
For the unknown and the unusual.
A rabbit in a hole,
Ready to eat your secret garden.
Shhhhh…

Trust

They see a collar in your hand,
But it is a heart.
In your loving, firm embrace.
Beating, bleeding, pumping for you.
A slave to a space only subs can know,

Glorious restraints,
Freedom in the form of a rope…
See.
Breathe.
Love, like it’s the first time.
Creations and reactions
Always at the ready with the flick of a wrist.
I bow to you, kneel for you, lick for you, cry for you.

Make no mistake,
You are mine
As much as you know I am yours
Perfect unison.
Powers unbeknownst to the worldly creatures,
Never capable of finding the shadows.

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Sous la lune

A la tendresse de la lune,

J’entrelacerai tes doigts dans les miens

Afin de mieux sentir résonner

La fréquence de ton âme.