Lilith's Cursory Rhyme~

Welcome to this book of love

of me across the sand

I welcome you to open me

with your killer, big boy hands

with your most exquisite woman lies

tossed at my feet with roses

all the purity and grime

as I shed my pixels through the poses

twisting into you with bullets

going down on this occasion

laced across the sweetest, purest

constrictor adorations

 

 

Welcome to this book of tongues

where we babble on and on

where a stinging moment is unsprung

and a kiss agreed upon

with your orchestrated songs

freed inside my mouth

where a woman's heart is strong

and her hips, in yours ,resound

spinning high on rumors

and deep into your body

a vapid, sweet consumer

with your needs to disembody

every bone and every look

she casts so careless ‘gainst your skin

every piece of you she took

emblazoned through her ink

 

 

Welcome to this book of lust

where you will be brought down

and oiled through my highway musk

stitched through my wedding gown

here where women blaze their skin

and turn the men inside and out

where monsters crawl with savage hips

ruby lips pursed in lush pouts

here where nothing's sacred

and sex is served with a hard edge

and all the ladies bared it

with the cruelest and the best

contrive to drink the sin

down with the morning glories

to tempt even the seraphim

devouring each and every story

 

 

Welcome to this Book of me

where I serve you orange crush

and eat the blossoms off your tree

in my sleek and sinuous rush

to shake revenge out of your bones

between my savage teeth

and grind you sweet against my stones

my epic bridal wreath

because you see I can't refrain

from drinking of your mind

moved to give you sweet champagne

off my creamy thighs

and serve you on this bed of love

in my book of fragrant days

to bury all my prayers and glove

between the rib's cliché

because you see that I'm no Eve

and you're no simple man

we've burned through every satin weave

while Leonard sang ‘Suzanne'

 

 

So welcome to this book of sex

for you to open on kiss

welcome to my glazed vortex

of tongues that wind and hiss

don't ever ask me for my love

don't ask me for my time

just pull me down from up above

take me raw, take me sublime

through your body and your soul

devour me refined

and permit me eat the book of you

as I feed you mine

 

 

copyright:2009vssmd/pa.inc.

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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Author's Note

~playing with the space between the reader and the write~the fall and the rise~the myth and mind~
originally penned in 2006 while roaming the net and observing the almost primal cerebral cannibalism between audiences and their focal point~ mind jumped to mythical Lilith ~ to Plath~ to women who are the embodiment of literature in one form or another~ it's original title was Welcome To This Book Of Me~ but in afterthought Lilith tasted better~

Reviews

[emmajoy]

An incredibly powerful, near tongue in the cheek write! You weave so much with your words, cover the raw passion, the intermediate thought, the different dimensions between the sexes, control and submission.

You use ploys to draw your readers in, show them the theme and then let them work out the angles, as with the women who use words to show their strengths! I swear you have a wand instead instead of a pen and - work magic!

'Welcome to this book of lust
where you will be brought down
and oiled through my highway musk
stitched through my wedding gown
here where women blaze their skin
and turn the men inside and out
where monsters crawl with savage hips
ruby lips pursed in lush pouts .. '

[David W Moore III]

A sultry meal of carnal desires. Let me read... Let me feed... Inhibitions freed... It's shocking, her rocking, legs locking. You are so sensuous. And I mean that as a festival, a feast if you will of senses. The mind I feel is our strongest sense and you play it like your favorite instrument, strumming a chord here, picking a melody there until we have no choice but to be immersed in the sensual feast that is Selene

[JelliFyshKissUs]

twisting into you with bullets
going down on this occasion
laced across the sweetest, purest
constrictor adorations

Nothing compares to such a deathly beautiful creation of intermingling words. Your talent is just placed on lofty pedestal for all to admire when you rhyme. It is not a cutesy tale ending with "to" and "you" or "me" and "he". Eloquent words flow throughout from beginning to end. Love it, as always.

[Moonflower]

This was stunning, amazing, a beautiful read. :) Thanks for sharing

[Dream Weaver]

Lovely ink Selene, What can I say that hasn't already been said...

[Brad]

i thought this had a familiar ring to it, sexy and dangerous, the truth trying to rip through the viel of the myth

[Robin]

to remove the the pebbles of lies ...