Possessed LoveA Poem by StacyPerry
You stand on the edge of a cliff,
I am on a raft simply adrift You jump off and land without a scratch, I fall off the floating raft You stand up and brush yourself off, I manage to get to the sand which is soft You walk down to the beach, I am standing up and you are in reach You give me your hand to hold, I take it thinking "that was bold" You take off your shirt and wrap it around me, My body begins to warm up from the sea You hug me tight and carry me to a blanket, I had not seen it before, yet it was there set You lie me down and make sure I keep warm, I look into your eyes which look like bees in a swarm You hold an evil grin upon your face, I know you are Satan's child in any case You kiss me with passion to fill me with lust, I can't seem to pull away even though it's you I don't trust You enter me with your tongue into my mouth, I can't believe that you haven't tried to go a little more south You place your hand on my throat and squeeze gently at first, I want you so much, but I feel the curse You let go of my throat and look at me through clear green eyes, I have taken your demonic passion inside You smile at me with a warmer inner peace, I am the one who is possessed and it shall not cease You stand up and look at me as I lay, I stand beside you, staring out at the moon's rays You are freed from the curse that held you back, I am the one who holds the devil within my empty heart sack You tell me "thank you", I grin back at you and say "What do I do??" You tell me the tale of how you were attacked, I can't seem to care as it is feelings I lack You can't bare to see me like this anymore, I kiss you back and now you hold the possession once more. © 2010 StacyPerryFeatured Review
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7 Reviews Added on June 10, 2010 Last Updated on June 10, 2010 AuthorStacyPerryAshtabula, OHAboutI have another profile on here I can not get into, so I had to start a new one. Please read ALL of my Poetry and Writings on this page and my old site on here [in which I have a lot of work.....*a tea.. more..Writing
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