Friday, January 30, 2009

In Their Perfect World

his love trickles
drips ever so slowly
like a soft rain
melting away the hustle
of the world
and he holds her closely
as whispers of soft-core
connect every aching touch
and every tender kiss
her honey-flavored thighs
move and writhe
without consent
out of control
and over the edge
the two heartbeats
dip once again
into the pleasure trough
and ravishing
every little bite
and savoring
every little taste
this is when
the sky meets
the earth
and mountains move
as they spill into the sea
bestowing the truest of love
in their perfect world

-Rebecca Davis
Veils of Rapture

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