Of Passion And Desire

I.
Who can handle Passion on top of Passion?

II.
Undo the buttons,
Lace and Satin sensuously slip off.
Soft porcelain skin is revealed,
Virtually untouched by tainted hands.
Mountains and Valleys and Ridges and Plateaus;
Landscape of pure perfection.
Intoxicated, entranced eyes revel,
Awe-inspired ecstasy.
Kisses shower the feather-like terrain,
Savoring the taste of innocence.
“Thank you,” she exhales, eyes alight with fire,
“For removing my glove.”
“It was my pleasure,” he replies.

III.
Kiss me
Until my lips are sore
Touch me
Until I beg for more
Push me
Until I close the door
Pull me
Until I’m on the floor
Take me
Until I’m tire and wore
Use me
Until I can go no more
Love me
Until I feel it in my core

IV.
A Passionate Rage for Raging Passion!
We trade Love for Sex in spite and in vain.
Three out of Four ain’t bad.
(It isn’t?)
Hospital Doctors say your heart will mend.
A mirror image of a mirror image;
Learn to find Beauty in the Distortion.
The Alley or the Bed?
Pick your home, and pick it wise.
Quickly choose your place to hide.
Slip on that risqué disguise.
Lose yourself instead of despise.

V.
Stupid Boy,
Don’t play games with a girl who can play better.

Hearts are at stake; Hands manipulate.
You can’t break what’s broken.
You can’t spoil what’s tainted.
“I’ll Take You Sweetly In”
Say’s the sign she’s painted.

VI.
I want you to need me
I need you to beg me
I’m begging you to love me
I’d love you to want me
But mostly
I you; Me we; us.

VII.
He pushes her to the ground,
Smashes her into the floor,
Then picks her up.
He pulls and pulls,
Leads and she follows.
Toss her around,
Drop her, catch her.
She slaps, angrily,
Hands hot as fire.
Trust; Desire; Passion; Betrayal; Love; Hate.
They call it The Tango.


VIII.
Passion on top of Passion?
I think I can handle that.
Can you?

Reviews

[Shadow Writer]

This was like a play. I enjoyed every act. Good job. Phantom.....