*This one is really different from my usual erotic fare but I had written this for a regular blog group as part of an assignment which I was inspired by this haunting image.
Dream Lover
Of my vanishing angel
What's the story?
Are you the Devil incarnate
To condemn me to pleasurable glory?
Wrapped in crushed silk
To caress your soft skin,
Entwined in your haunting scent
Sharing secrets from within.
Buried between your legs
As your Roman God MARS
United as one with the universe
The sun, moon, and stars.
I beg for a kiss from you
My Galatea made flesh
Delicate bones and supple thighs
Dainty hands and perfect breasts.
What would I give to you?
All the world's gold, silver, jewels and money
Just to spend more night in your arms
To taste once more of your sweet honey.
To stroke the arch of your back
And join you in utter bliss,
Opening up that treasure chest
And exploring our lasciviousness.
Our bodies melded to the core
In undeniable propensity
Submitting to our human desires
Celebrating lustful curiosity and serendipity.
My addiction to you,
It remains intact
You've cursed me pleading more
As you peform your vanishing act.
Has this been your ruse all along?
To torment me with this scheme?
Have mercy upon this poor soul
My fantasy lover of my dreams!
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