Sweetest princess
In the faces of darkness
A shadow so bright
Fit within,use fragment unused not less

        For shining, how bright
Like the moon of dawn

        Sweetest sweeting sweet
Sitting all day long
On hook over grass
        
        In her woman' laps a suckling
At once I am walking simple
A sight for sore eyes
        
When and what is the source of your beauty mother
Love your caring is about the beauty you lay

Flower red in the mid of green grass
Even if the light of the fade
How could I compare you with nothing but yourself
      
        
  At the end of the light
    You shall still been glittering
Overnight and day
You shall still be crown

Her body’s indications are indicating what she's anticipating.
Something exhilarating and stimulating
\ventilating.

As she stands there,
In nothing but her underwear, g-string
Breathing heavy

leaning her head against the cold tile.
Water is raining over her body, the soap suds slow rubs against her body

Fighting her own,
These urges,
relentlessly. The pressure building is tremendous
Thoughts of pleasure --  overwhelming

The warmth of his breath,
Make her ******* *****
Shivering so hard her hands trampled
down her spin, between her thighs,
His hands are on her hips
But his hands are inside her mind

A poet is made of many things
On the surface you'll see skin
Stretched across weary bones
Often with scars
Open them up and you'll see a heart
Broken, but held together with broken promises
Where their intestines should be are rivers of passion, Deep as oceans
Stomachs have been replaced with galaxies
Starlight guides them
A poet is stitches together with maybes
With could have beens and should have beens
Some poets are cities; walls built by torment, but beautiful
Some are fields of wildflowers; hearts as fickle the breeze that guides them
And others, others are oceans
Strong, yet gentle, following no one but the moon
The one thing that ties us all together in the love in our eyes despite the hurt
The way we see the world in a beautiful light no matter our trauma
What ties us all together is the fact that we
We survived