Love in the Abyss

CHILDREN OF DARKLIGHT Creative Commons

Drugs and neon lights,
Vivaldi with a twist,
paintbrushed wet kisses,
touch, sweet careless touch,
sweat and summer nights.

Pastels of the mist,
surrender on your lips,
erotic despair.
Dripping canvas caress
shackles on your wrists.

Slither, rattle, and hiss,
surf the rhythm of your hips,
shoot to kill
feel the thrill
let’s love in the abyss.

Take a famined bite,
gorge your soul.
Take another hit,
eagle-feathered high,
sink into the night.

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~And Poetry After Dark