Addiction of the Devil

 

Let's play devil's advocate

Lips whisper

As screams seep through your veins

The quintessence of ecstasy.

Deep lust poisons the mind

The lips

The loins

Smokey love filters through.

A slaves bond

Bound skin tight

As though embraced by addiction.

Drowned in a bloody passion

Torn by ruthlessness

Of desire.

Author's Note

Anything and everything please?

Reviews

[reminder]

Wow...power, beauty,and intense imagery! Well done! I don't know if I'd run from this, or run to this...

[G R Hart]

As I read this, I was seeing this inside of my mind. No joke. Poems that scream to you what they are saying and consume you until you are no more are the types of poems that amazing people write. I could see the people, the slaves to the blood passion, all eating each other alive (no in the actual sense) from the burning desire. This was really great.

[E.H. Monroe]

This required to pull up the sleeves and get involved in the crux of this brick of truth.

Desire is the death of the mind, a slow rot and deterioration of everything else. All synapses stop firing and lead toward once place, south of the belt buckle.

Nice reading of passion and strange desires.

Yo Ho Ho

[serpent]

beautiful slits of dark razors on the sensual page of lustful desires...
exquisite!

[GTVile]

Freaking intense. I like how 'in your face' it is, all the while being brutally honest. That's true gusto there.

[alan peter kelly]

intensely viseral / sensual...well resolved diplay of powerful and evocative lust,,,i see vibrant and very real life here...wonderful...strong write...

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

silken dark erotic spill of ink ~ expert word strings~ highly charged darker shades of sensuality~