forgive me as I use you as my muse tonight

the blue moon watched as your artwork fell in love with me.

i fell for your bottom lip,

then into your eyes.

 

enchantress casting spells to encourage

my abandonment of my lover

making her negotiable now.

 

even kings discard harams,

and stumble off thrones for your charms.

 

You’re wicked.

 

would but I, leave all for you.

 

to drink from your succulent mouth,

that whispers commands

to your hand and brush;

stroking vibrant colors of dreams - nightmares, beauty and death.

adornments that drape you, are envious.

 

i watch the blue moon.

and the moon is not blue;

it’s out-of-focus.

after all,

it wasn’t the moon that inspired.

 

William Edward Teague, 9-1-12

 

 

Reviews

[Summer]

What a great way to start my evening. I should read more of you.

to drink from your succulent mouth,

that whispers commands

to your hand and brush;

stroking vibrant colors of dreams - nightmares, beauty and death.

adornments that drape you, are envious.



Sexy as hell!

[William Teague]

Thank you Summer. I am enjoying you as well. Your writing I mean. And I do believe we have kindred soul signals.

[Summer]

I know what you meant. lol