Walkers of Gloom

Last night you pushed me into

a wondrous darkred sleep.

I couldn't resist your torquated

cliff so I took the intriguing leap.

 

Our shadows, dancing all over the wall,

sensual forms enlightened by a wild flame.

Totally lost in the essence of the nightfall

and silently yearning for a desire - untame.

 

I press my lips in your inner temple.

The absence of saints heat up the room.

You groan my name like an hypnotic musicsample.

whilst the spirit of lust surrounds the loom.

 

Like poetry in motion I nurture your body

'till you reach the paradisal ecstasy.

And I keep on falling into your holy story

my true religion, one without apostasy.

 

In the rebirth of the dawn

we will be walkers of the gloom.

You will be my ageless Venus

and I'll be your eternal groom.

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Ahhh...you tricked me! Here I was expecting something dismal and morose as Poe or Byron and I get this sensual love poetry...If you care to walk among the gloom; come stroll with me. This was lovely verse for a love poem...simply not what I was hoping for....ah, misery loves company and can't abide in sweaty lusts of the flesh. I applaud your efforts here regardless.

[Desert Dreamer]

Beautiful! I saw the shadows dancing on the wall as I read....nothing gloomy here except leaving such a wondrous experience.

[Ruth]

This is sensational love! A sublime worded poem...you really moved me through this! WOW! xx

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

Wonderful sensual romantic poem. Great work:)