Eve's Sensual Canvas
Eve's bleeding as we kiss under its canvas.
Each caress melts my body like slippery butter.
Your chocolate lips have me crave its trances.
Every moan sets my soul into a flutter.
Hidden under Twilight's soft arms - we are glued.
I feel alive in your masculine physique.
Rubbing your hands on me, I get into the mood.
My lungs have surrendered and are now weak.
Perfumed in roses, you make me your martyr.
My knees plunge as you delicately paint my frame.
Ebony hair of yours wraps me in much ardor.
Breathe in the syrupy daze and I will scream your name.
Our starving beasts can't camouflage anymore.
In the flames that we drew, we'll finally let them roar.
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Written On: July 17th, 2017
Form Chosen: Sonnet
Word Chosen: "Sensual"
Contest: Form S
Sponsor: Broken Wings
Won: 1st Place
Copyright © Alyssa Lorette | Year Posted 2017
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