Carnal Love

  

The taste for her angelic skin

Can be seen in every breath

That penetrates the darkness

Like the moonbeams

That brings him to life.

 

Not even the rain can drench

The desires from within

For it only brings out the longing

To quench his unbridled thirst

From the lust that seeps from her skin

And rises in the heat of carnal knowledge.

 

His cry is heard through the

Loneliness of midnight

She detects his call of the wild

Overall the other cries of passion

And she is ready to feel

The beast inside.

 

Those eyes, his piercing eyes

Locks onto her silhouette approaching

From the distance.

He takes a deep breath to smell

That distinct scent of her lust,

It is like jasmine with a hint of leather.

 

Her inhibitions are sacrificed

Forevermore to rest in peace

As he takes her in his wanting arms

To penetrate her last known fear

With his primal urges.

 

Now and forever more she will always be

His carnal love.

Reviews

[kewlbluetiger]

Sexy in a carnal way... no doubt. My favorite lines are here:
"Her inhibitions are sacrificed
Forevermore to rest in peace
As he takes her in is wanting arms
To penetrate her last known fear
With his primal urges."
Really paints a picture of eternal primal attraction. There were a couple of cheesy cliche remarks like "call of the wild" that I'd like you to have used your great descriptions instead- like what you did with her scent. That was sexy! Keep up the good work. I'm a fan.

[Joanna Maharis]

This is a beautiful narrative. It's a poem that reads like a little story. I like it. It's very passionate.

[LonelySoul]

Very Nice !
again,I'm moved to reply in my poetic form,
as the words you've written send my own dreams of lastnight racing back into my mind.
Thanx for sharing ! d:?)

As the Wolf prowled the night,
a scent of Blood hung thick in the air,
his hunger,her thirst,their eyes meet,
as the passionate moon danced among the stars,
new life was born,the pack grew stronger,
the poet's heart hungers for more,
swirling into a spiral,falling forever,
reaching out I grasp an empty pillow,
and realise it was all just another dream...

[cilla]

We can neither underestimate nor ignore the power of desire. It can be all consuming and create a hunger that only grows with each feeding. You've captured that and created a little piece of your own magic.

[Stacey Watts]

Wow nothing like wild passion. This was a fantastic piece. I enjoyed it and the font by the way made it. Like old world meets lusty vampire or something. Excellent job.. Definitely a fun read.

[An Ordinary Woman]

Nicely done, Cowboy. It has a little bit of all the good stuff! A nice read for a Sunday morning!

[Flow~]

Oh I can so relate to this poem. Love it love it~

[Babbette Francis]

Like a wild lusty love thang!!
SSSSexy, warm and wild. Nicely done Cowboy!

[54321]

This piece is vividly alive in my mind! I can envision this like it happened to me! I love this. It is going into my favorites for sure!