THE VALENTINE'S DAY CHALLENGE.
Feb. 4th, 2008 12:48 amI saw the competition posted and thought I'd submit the following poem. I do hope you, my fellow lashers, like it!
WEISES FLEISH* - Olaf's Valentine.
The light gleams on flesh so
White and pure it seems
To shine, like
A pearl, lit from within by
The flame of a soul burning
Bright with Life’s breath;
It rolls and curves, clothing
Muscle and bone, a perfect
Machine of beauty, utterly lovely
To my eyes;
She moves, black hair gleaming, rising up, writhing
Slowly as sleep withdraws
Like the tide from the shore,
Stretching within the confines
Of arm and breast, hip
And leg, neck arching as she
Tries each part, each extremity;
She tenses and relaxes, waking
Inch by glowing inch, bathed
In candlelight, I watch her
As she explores herself from
Within, easing her soul back
Into every perfect part, and
My heart expands so painfully
In the glow of her beauty.
Ah! She is The One, The Only! She is glorious!
My heartfelt wish is to keep her
Here, with me, mine for always;
I’ll make it my life’s work to see
She is forever as perfect
As now, as loved, as desirable,
As desired,
No longer the toy of the unworthy, the
Whore of furred and fanged filth!
No, it is my love, my desire for
Her that will
Purify all that has gone before!
I feel my blood pulsing in every
Part of me as I watch her
Throw off the clouds of Morpheus’ touch
And feel the bonds I so
Lovingly sealed around her limbs;
Oh! The joy flares through me as her dark
Eyes open, pupils dilating as
She sees me, naked, hard and ready to love her,
As I reach for the first of
My favorite knives……
*White Flesh.
(C)Morriganscrow. 03/02/08
WEISES FLEISH* - Olaf's Valentine.
The light gleams on flesh so
White and pure it seems
To shine, like
A pearl, lit from within by
The flame of a soul burning
Bright with Life’s breath;
It rolls and curves, clothing
Muscle and bone, a perfect
Machine of beauty, utterly lovely
To my eyes;
She moves, black hair gleaming, rising up, writhing
Slowly as sleep withdraws
Like the tide from the shore,
Stretching within the confines
Of arm and breast, hip
And leg, neck arching as she
Tries each part, each extremity;
She tenses and relaxes, waking
Inch by glowing inch, bathed
In candlelight, I watch her
As she explores herself from
Within, easing her soul back
Into every perfect part, and
My heart expands so painfully
In the glow of her beauty.
Ah! She is The One, The Only! She is glorious!
My heartfelt wish is to keep her
Here, with me, mine for always;
I’ll make it my life’s work to see
She is forever as perfect
As now, as loved, as desirable,
As desired,
No longer the toy of the unworthy, the
Whore of furred and fanged filth!
No, it is my love, my desire for
Her that will
Purify all that has gone before!
I feel my blood pulsing in every
Part of me as I watch her
Throw off the clouds of Morpheus’ touch
And feel the bonds I so
Lovingly sealed around her limbs;
Oh! The joy flares through me as her dark
Eyes open, pupils dilating as
She sees me, naked, hard and ready to love her,
As I reach for the first of
My favorite knives……
*White Flesh.
(C)Morriganscrow. 03/02/08
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