Equipped With Sin

Equipped with sin
she danced along the edge of his dream
Her nuances
Essence
Claimed his senses
Shattered his resistance
Her twirls and stare
A whip of her hair
Transfixed
Her pursed lips
And primal glare
Echoed a calling of
The Ages
Electric Angel
Temptress
Seductress and
Trollop
Weave your wanton spell
Sew my gaze into your soul
Affix my lips upon yours
Call unto me for desires
Hearken me for delights
Yell for me in your darkest voice
Call my name
Wake me with your
Touch

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Soft words became powerful and worthwhile. You create perfect visions and needed place. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[David Adedokun]

nice flows...the tittle is also great

[Nipplegrinder]

Thank you. David. I truly appreciate it.