my ultimate fantasia roused by her twilight.
Shimmering silver strands swim
through my rusty waves, from when the
full moon cast its rays upon my locks
and left behind mementos
to revive our exchange.
She whispered she loved
my body, her moonshine tiptoeing across
my curves, hills, and meadows,
her soft grace and black art touch
illuminating my skin with a burning glow.
She moaned, her balmy breath in my ear
prodding the raging combustion
engulfing my heart, and blistering
every inch to sooty and crumbling ash,
spilling a trail of rapture in my wake.
I burned in daring phosphorescence
my body tingling with heady joy
pleasure billowing from pore to pore
an arresting mingle of hedonism and necessity,
Reflections of a woman spawned in a cement cocoon...