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ARMAGEDDON

Poetry By: A Stranger
Erotica


It is biblical... just not in that way.


Submitted:Mar 18, 2007    Reads: 226    Comments: 4    Likes: 0   


The room dances

With black imagery

Candles

Aromatic haze

Suspended, allowing experience

Incense

Moment captured

Despite clouded vision

Senses heightened

Not for lack

Of being preoccupied

Marathon exertion

Expressed as savory delight

My taste, her essence

I'm slick with it

Bodies trembling

From erotic display

I slide to her slip

My roll, part of her arch

We coil, rear up

Strike

At each other with

Finger, hand, foot

Lips, nose, tongue

Teeth and toes

Impish delight in her eyes

Snarling hunger on her lips

Feigning fear

I plead for more

Her breathless nudity

An avalanche of desire

First impact, edges of hair

Second overture, silken nipple

I buckle, over run

Growling, alight

With the fervor of my sex

Moment captured

Feral natures blazes

I understand

NEED

And it detonates

Like ARMAGEDDON





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