Thorns of Desire

Thorns of Desire


I poured deep the sweet claret of desire
Into the desperate chalice of loneliness
Only to find an opiated emotionless void
Lying in the bottom, a cerise scored vein
Coated vermilion by past serrated thorns

I reached beneath to find your soul
Drew out the garnet buried below
I brought the beautiful gem to my lips
Whispered endearments to crimson facets
Warmed with carmine heated sentiment

I felt the bittersweet blush
Knew the cardinal awareness
The titillation of every heated edge
And flaming sensuality probed
Beautiful sanguine rose petals

Caused sweet conflagration
A momentary keen blaze
Reduced then to a heated coal
Remained glowing deep burgundy
Waiting for another heated breath







4/28/05