Drowning You Never Felt so Good

Drunk off your kisses, I drown in a crimson drink ...I shatter like white porcelain upon obsidian tile.Then breaths, my breaths, become jagged. But, I don't mind. your hell was my pleasure

Drunk off your kisses,
I drown in a drink so crimson,
it nearly obscures everything in sight…
mais, ma cherie,
I'm in need of your sweet lips.
the warmth of dawn that is bottled up…
within those rose lips
sets a flame my yearning.
and with the pass of day,
I shatter like white porcelain upon obsidian tile.
then breaths, my breaths, become jagged.
but, I don't mind…
the sharp searing, pain,
like flames licking upon bare flesh…. if, this be the covenant, the retribution of Satan…
then I'll give you all.
Therefore, I'll drink up this sullied wine,
in hopes of drowning within crimson….

For this be the bewitching, of your kisses.
Fortunately, drowning in a drink of crimson be pleasing.
For with each lick from violent flames,
I feel sweet, kisses upon this glassy skin.
Truly this satanic ritual be my baptism into something deep.
Nonetheless,
my breathing becomes haltingly painful,
mais ma cherie
I still recall the feel of your flower petal soft skin….
a smile, a laugh, and a sigh,
your
divine tools of beguiling.
Nevertheless, this oblivion locked within a crimson drink
is an ever
enchanting, ever unrelenting
tumult.
so darling even if I'm hollow, and devoid bodily life,
I offer you my eternity
in hope that life
locked within these crimson
spells last…
even if it be unholy, take me now, within your flames,
make me feel once more

Reviews

[Mark Mendoza]

Its dark . but you display duality perfectly . a life with feeling and without . an individuals cry for life. Love it

[Carlton Rolle]

Powerful words and phrases. Ride the crimson wave of passion!

[songstress]

Thank you for reading. I'm glad my words were powerful.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

there can be pain in love..but the crimson kisses, the wine, the drinking in of passion all can numb that pain when the flames get higher...and make it all worth the delightful agony.

and thank you Songstress...just read this, thought about it...and it inspired a piece i just finished...

[songstress]

Thank you Jacob Erin-Cilberto. Your words and feelings are eloquent. Again, thank you for showing such kindness in reading.

[Frieda P]

Whoa, this is intense, like that fine line between love and hate so one exists between pain/pleasure, two sides of the same coin. The imagery is off the charts here, I could read this over and over again and would never tire of it's intensity....amazing piece of work here songstress.

Nevertheless, this oblivion locked within a crimson drink
is an ever
enchanting, ever unrelenting
tumult.

That stanza slowly seeps into your veins until your blood is boiling....can't say enough here. Outstanding!

100 enchanted crimson sighs

[songstress]

Thank you so much Frieda, I'm glad the Imagery stuck with you

[Frieda P]

It was sort of like someone throwing a glass of wine in your face and saying pay attention, yes...they stayed with me, that's always a good thing to be so affected by someone's words...

[songstress]

Nice word choice Frieda. You always keep me smiling.

[Frieda P]

Ha, I know my reviews are off the wall sometimes, but when I feel them in my gut that's how I react... ;-)