Monday, December 14, 2015

HE WHO CRAVES THE FLESH



She saw the moon reflecting the night sky,
It lit the dark road to an alley to the unknown,
He hold her hands and led her to a cold place,
Her mind hesitated but the heart wanted to risk.

He strip off all that covered her entire body,
Blood racing so high with breathlessness,
He devour her like a hungry and thirsty beast,
Leaving nothing but an exhausted scared emotional prey.

Satisfying gratification of the trembling muscle,
It made her question her sanity, was it all worth it?
To be whole naked and exposed her entire being,
In the strangeness of him, who lust for the flesh but not for the soul..

-maricar alquizola
12/02/2015 at 2:13PM | MTA ©


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