alluring sensuous tiger eyes
adorned with glitter eye shadow
and heavy black mascara....
she slurred her words unaware
of the hourglass....
lust came knocking eagerly
at the door of her pitiless
heart made of stone...
her voluptuous breasts
emanated a volcano ready
to erupt as they'd rise & fall
each time she nursed
on her long, thin, cigarette-
painting the butt
with her ruby red lipstick...
alongside her silky white
jasmine scented skin
sat a big cowboy who believed
he ruled the hi desert & any
desert rose he set his eyes on...
they both got high on nightlife
and their egos. The honkeytonk,
'The Cactus Moon' was dope...
smoke-filled room burning eyes
made of steel as they both
felt the warm gold liquid
flow down to their toes...
blue diamonds owned the night
beneath a pale moon...
the pure sweet taste
of her supple skin
never tasted so good to him...
he embarked upon an adventure
to journey her fantasy land
soliciting amorous waves of passion...
she didn't know the difference
between romance and reality...
in the search for silence
an avenue of words flow
from a soul awakened;
evoking erotica's tempo-
a sacred mantra...
a prelude of dulcet hues danced
before the romanticist & the illusionist
in one accord...
a symphony of orchestrated
erotic moans & deep groans
settled in the dark of night...
inebriated, they both soared
to new celestial heights
in a flight of fancy
behind her daddy's barn
in the back seat
of his mustang...
~By Caprichos
Monday, February 11, 2008
Catch The Soaring Star Challenge
Phrase: “Words flow from a soul awakened'
Host: Rawland
Entry: Official
