A Night With A Woman

A Night With A Woman

Eyes shone like deep stream ripples in moonlight,
         and glistened a starry pool of lust and intrigue;
                   beguiling my gaze with her beauty.

Drifting towards me, without step nor lunge.
         An ethereal figure, sleek, sublime; everything obeyed, even time.
                   Powerful seduction, hidden by waif-like magnificence.

Pure sashes of white, pretending to cover immodest curves of flesh;
         dark hair surged around her face, soon to quiver in a lover’s ecstasy,
                   jet black on white, a wealthy swirl of rudimentary desire.

Closer she came, upon my frozen stance; my eyes wide and seduced to obedience;
         skin the palest pale, near camouflaged in her scant attire;
                   lips snarled hints of aberrance, ready for rampant circumstance.

Exquisite hand reached out of elegance, each finger a tool of pleasure;
         touched my face; penetrating shivers descended my soul,
                   withered my resolve with frightening devastation.

Dark eyes became voids my reflection plunged into,
         falling weightlessly to an abyss of consuming pleasure;
                   Never to return; smitten forever…
                                                           …by a goddess incarnate.




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