Enslaved

Enslaved by lust,

Enslaved by you.

Below the light,

In the dark just us two.

My queen of the night,

The captor of my sin.

Taking me to a darker place,

Where time stands still.

To build with fire,

The essence, the cosmic seed.

Secrets of the flesh,

Through our communion set free.

Enslaved by lust,

Enslaved by you.

What else is there on earth,

That speaks more truth?

Drawn

I’ve drawn you,

Each stroke I thought “I’m lucky this is mine”.

Tracing your form,

Stopping to stare at your perfect lines.

My art a mere copy of what this world gave in you.

My work never giving justice no matter how I do.

I’ve drawn you,

I think to have you here in my hands.

Tracing your perfect form,

Wishing life into my creation as each stroke expands.

Love at Last Light

Lovers at last light
Our fingers grasping
As our bodies tried to hold fast
We couldn’t let it end
It mustn’t ever end
Friction pounded out our allegory
Each thrust was like praying for a never ending story
We knew in our hearts, chiming in time
That every moment left 
Was a potential victim of theft
Today is what counts
What we’d rather it didn’t
And despite our best efforts
Soon the night fell…
The three of us now whimpering
Realizing there was nothing we could do