Gothic Inferno Poetry

Lips Meeting Electric ~ Rise to Ashes


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Stranger spirits met in ecstasy.
Eyes drawn,
Brawling every instinct,
Crying out to Stare.
Hidden glances.
Desire driven,
Imagined delights.
Thinking as syllables go by.
Image of you nestled and drifting.
Caressing from my mind.
Drawing you nearer.
Lips meet electric.
Could even be from first grazing.
Back and forth dances.
Toward eyes touch again.
Wrapping arms, beating hearts.
Fast lane breath
Longing, presence together.
Lips greeting surrender.
Fragrance of nearness again.
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Gothic Inferno PoetryBy Omega Maverick