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DieingEmbers Jun 2013
Lips pressed gently
again soft
sweetly scented skin
the first flush
of spring
begging to be taken
it the tasting
of his kiss
teeth slowly grazing
untouched flesh
teasing the stone with tongue
from wetted peach
juice warm and sticky
drips from eager excited lips
in rivulets of pure unsweetened
pleasure
tongue moves faster
as mouth *****
hard
drinking deep each droplet
inhaling with each intake of breath
the waft of summer meadows
where lovers lay
and shared forbidden fruits
from scrumpied trees
as here
now
I taste once more
the heady bouquet of love
wrapped up in lustful
decadence
of greed and avarice
your pain my pleasure
your gift my gain
as spittle
from my or' excited tongue
mixes callously
with the spiced perfume
of your open petals
sedating only my thirst

but

not

my

hunger...
I'm eating a peach ;) honest I am
DieingEmbers Jun 2013
Your eyes forecast
the coming of showers...

your persona gloomy
forever overcast by dark clouds

whether I say...


I love you

Or

not.
Weather I say I love you or not.
DieingEmbers Jun 2013
Think not badly of me

But
I must

leave you...
No it's only goodnight sweet dreams all
DieingEmbers Jun 2013
Celestial eyes pray weep for me
in wishes turned to misery
scar the skies with trailing tears
as morning slow once more appears
midnight hour thy promise broke
as no sweet words of love were spoke
no lovers touch nor gentle kiss
pray tell me how it came to this
what sin of pride or arrogance
robbed me this night of sweet romance
am I as thou eternal ******
to face each day with empty hand
left to face the rising sun
alone afraid and here undone
will not my heart er' know the feel
of fantasy at last made real
once more then pray I wish in vain
that with your end you'll end my pain.
DieingEmbers Jun 2013
What or' welming thought is this
that causes one to yearn your kiss
and in those lips the feeling bold
that your sweet hand I pine to hold
there in the twining of our hands
lies days ahead in grains of sands
that worries not as each one slips
as long as I've your heart your hands your lips
so here and now and future years
I'll be your laughter and your tears
I'll be your warmth and comfort still
if you my love but say I will
for nothing more a man could seek
than loving you seven days a week
DieingEmbers Jun 2013
( Lights up on a stately garden
centre stage stands a male figure
the right side of his face badly scarred and burnt )


By mine one deformities I'm I here undone
casting mine withered shadow or' a dying sun
as I long to feel the touch of soft lovers breath
from one such as she at this sweet eve'nings death
for I would die if upon mine own lips her kiss should play
granting me peace at this the bitter end of day
to know her embrace wouldst break my hollow heart
as I too with dusk must now depart
but come again the evenings sweet repose
and I again will come to thee my sweet autumnal Rose

( a female figure walks out onto her balcony as he slips away silently )

Oh gentle moon why doth thou mock my aching breast
where is the heart that beats beneath so honest chest
that sings in silent secret tone
a love that's mine and mine alone
come falling stars once more deny my wishes made
and hide from me as I must hide my pain beneath this false facade


( a shadow moves beneath her balcony to follow the first retreating figure )


Know not the truth of this unspoken and yet unrequited love
is not in features scarred or in stars above
but in the foolishness of pride
that hides ones heart and ones heart must hide
for two such souls within the throes of such abandonment
should find each others arms by mortal deeds and not by wishes spent
so onward night and guise me from all prying eyes
that I may bring forth their love before the sun doth once more rise
bid thee aid me in this my hour of need
and grant success to this my honest and most heart felt deed

-----x-----
Working on it as it comes thoughts please
DieingEmbers Jun 2013
I stand empty handed...

pray fill them
with

your own


:)
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