The Letter V.

Your sweet whispers captivate my breath,

And your poisonous tongue dances around my thighs,

Kissing with your words,

And leaving marks for my eyes.

In the green house, on 13th street,

There is no one else in existence,

The thought leaves me hungry and shaking,

My legs melt, and I am captured.

This house protects us from everything,

Even from ourselves,

And as you wrap yourself around me,

Our bodies ache and burn with a feverish passion.

The feel of your hot breath on my neck,

And the cold sweat lacing your body,

Brings me up so high,

And I never plan come down.

But nothing can surpass,

That venomous tongue,

As it licks my skin and pierces my heart,

And fulfills my deepest fantasies.

For tonight, I am at your mercy.

And our bodies will explore depths thought only possible in our imaginations.

Reviews

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

wow. This poem is ...wow. I get the image of two bodies merging. You created a landscape in my mind. The protection of the house was a beautiful touch. You are a gifted writer.

[Iota]

Pink was warm and the red was just hot. Nice mix of thoughts and passions with the right amount of descriptions. Nice work.