As hot as... those eyes when he sees almost predatory
always do they genuflect upon their roughened knees a sordid kind of scene
obscene / unsanitary craven cries to Loki for pleasures ****** writhing / feeding fists
sweat of the easy / a quickened fix men with members stiff as petrified sticks / jabbing in a hastened mix teeming muscles / hungry hips
like electrified evenings of swollen eels sustained by suckling Gamorra's **** fiending always for the slick and the harsh
crystalline mist / he is undoubtedly marked by the unquenchable blue fire of his lust / afflicted addictions,
never will he tire - incessantly defined by ***'s maledictions
I grow hot like sunlight bright - even in the darkest mires he's an unmatched lover in satin flight, a dragon / a well-endowed sire formiddable in succulence / remiss of sight
i weep without regret when
once i followed him toward the night forgot what i was and
accept what i am, endure in all burning light fueled by the sword of Pan
love keeps me warm as he keeps me lit
i am reborn / magnificent a forlorn phoenix omniscient songs for his careful choir
i am one chosen - truth among liars, i fly above / kite toward the sun
this is what I am / what i was this is what i've become
then a willful puppet without inhibiting wires
still my love will never tire transformed by lost desires / hot as blue fire
this is who i've become
i am the light of the rising sun
The Lion of kingdom come...
Edit from previous version found in writerscafe.org/poeticfluffer.