Red Silk Sonnet…

1 November 2011

Afloat upon a sea of silken red
She lies becalmed after the opening storm
Her skin unsheathed too soft for hands to tread
My trembling touch would rend her radiant form
A cool air that conceals her rampant heat
Falls on her body like the morning haze
And innocence that knows of no conceit
Does shame all self and almost mends my ways
My love and lover’s beauty sings to me
In melodies to match the Sirens’ choir
No finer temptress could there ever be
I cannot stay away nor stay desire
So all control falls crumbling into dust
I spoil her in so sating wanton lust

Submitted to dVerse Open Link Night 16

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