Monday, 24 August 2015

Jealous moon


A fire within
Melts into jelly trickling down my thighs in ecstacy

Breasts rise to offer
Mind delirious
Feverish my body

Tonight is my date with the devil
I will drown him in my cries
Making him cling to my swelling breasts
As floating buoys

Licking the salt of my turbulence
Raging like a sea in tempest
We will sink in oceanic depths
But why is the moon jealous.

©LR



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