Your Slaughter
Lisbeth Lavigne 1970 (Massachusetts)
Your Slaughter
Strange, steel eyes mysterious
Pretending to blare innocence.
Supple temples display mischief,
And hide benign intentions.
Discovering forest of kindness
Now shape mine opinion,
Hollowed eve, my eyes follow.
A touch of tenderness please,
To kiss the long lines of your enthralling mounds of strength.
Smooth sensual skin of your fingertips perhaps touching my lips,
Moist and waiting for your electric wetness.
A bolt of lightning stuns me.
Hesitation before going on and feeding my temper.
My hunger leaps for a juicy taste of frosting on my lips
Enticed by the pearl essence of your thighs.
Jagged ragged edge staring over which…
Staring back at me as I bare to touch thee.
What are you waiting for?
Will you never approach and take a chance?
Dive head-first into a sea of blood,
From my turmoil of heartache.
A chance to destroy any misconception from my brooding hood.
Guillotine is your smile cutting wide swaths, bloody
Through my rapturous heart.
Laughing at my pain.
And my heart surrenders to your slaughter.
Alas, I rest gasping for breath.
Awaiting your kind generosity…
One chance out for desire.
Bathe me in your rich, warm sunrays of passion.
Still my aimless heart which beats a new rhythm
Of joy for the gift you so presented me.
And each beat will be anew…
New beat in a new body with a new spirit.
Refreshed by joy and your smile.
And your flushed cheeks, your eyes
Caring for me your slave, your slaughter.
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Submitted on April 10, 2021
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 1,412 |
Words | 249 |
Stanzas | 6 |
Stanza Lengths | 7, 5, 6, 4, 7, 8 |
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