Inari
King For A Couple Of Days
Age: 37
Gender: Female
Posts: 2538 | July 2nd, 2006 at 04:11pm This one is a little different to what I usually write.
Intoxication is never as tempting as parting kisses from
broken lips, compensating clutches and nervous fingers
like earthquakes against hipbones on empty dancefloors.
Draughts of passion coat promised personas in crowded corners.
They're just following the codes of misconduct for rebels.
The disco light twists in turmoil, raining attention
on lust-soaked thighs crossed on display for publicity.
And she was the chosen one from the second she appeared
like a devil's advocate, the perfect sin in lacework art.
She stood out in the party like a shadow in twilight,
sipping intrigue from wine glasses and breathing infatuation
from her moon-glossed lips that worked quick with smoke.
I could taste her on my tongue before I even approached her.
"Excuse me, Miss. Do you see the room draining into dishevelment?
I was wondering if you knew anywhere for me to regain my senses.
Lacework patterns are burning into my mind and my tongue keeps working.
I was never any good at weaving chat-up lies but, if you're interested,
I could show you a way that keeps lips moving long past introductions."
She felt like poison ivy to my fingers. I began to swell with longing.
There was a sensuous poison clogging my pores and her deadly nightshade kisses
left a shimmer of lust against my skin; thick and hard to remove even when
sweat beads washed away all inhibitions under throbbing rays of moonlight.
Love shaped like a bat's wing, the form of her discarded lacework dress
sleeping in ignorance on my stairs, the bedroom door shut on its presence.
We gasped back the moans, dug our nails into each sensation teasing our spines
steamed up the mirrors with our reflections of passion and smirked at the slideshow.
Clothes torn and bedsheets damp with molten emotion. And we bit our lips from the truth.
Hours of rampant passion for one unsighed reason; we were lonely to the core. |
snowcherry
King For A Couple Of Days
Age: 36
Gender: Female
Posts: 3912 | July 2nd, 2006 at 04:13pm *faints*
Love it. |
Goodbye, Norma Jeane
King For A Couple Of Days
Age: 32
Gender: Female
Posts: 4724 | July 2nd, 2006 at 04:19pm whoa. it's...
freakin' amazing.
My God, you're talented. |
peas lover.
King For A Couple Of Days
Age: 35
Gender: Female
Posts: 3502
 | July 2nd, 2006 at 04:27pm OMG......like....perfect....i'm speechless...and that's something you don't see every day....brilliant! |
[Your Best Mistake]
Idiot
Age: 33
Gender: Female
Posts: 551 | July 2nd, 2006 at 04:36pm Woah. I loved it. |
FCPSITSGEPGEPGEPanda
King For A Couple Of Days
Age: 34
Gender: Female
Posts: 2921
| July 2nd, 2006 at 04:44pm |
Ol' Blue Eyes.
King For A Couple Of Days
Age: 36
Gender: Female
Posts: 4816
| July 2nd, 2006 at 05:35pm God, this is fantastic.
The flow, the words, EVERYTHING.
I'm speechless. |
Inari
King For A Couple Of Days
Age: 37
Gender: Female
Posts: 2538 | July 3rd, 2006 at 09:04am Woah.
And there's me thinking you guys wouldn't like it.
Wow.
Thank you. |
Peter Petrelli
King For A Couple Of Days
Age: 35
Gender: Female
Posts: 4161 | July 3rd, 2006 at 11:03am No. Do not even think that. Ever.
I adore it. It's absolutely beautiful, and has a gorgeous twist to it with the dialogue.
'Love shaped like a bat's wing, the form of her discarded lacework dress
sleeping in ignorance on my stairs, the bedroom door shut on its presence'. Loooo-ooove it. |
Inari
King For A Couple Of Days
Age: 37
Gender: Female
Posts: 2538 | July 3rd, 2006 at 11:05am international_idiot:No. Do not even think that. Ever.
I adore it. It's absolutely beautiful, and has a gorgeous twist to it with the dialogue.
'Love shaped like a bat's wing, the form of her discarded lacework dress
sleeping in ignorance on my stairs, the bedroom door shut on its presence'. Loooo-ooove it.
Thank you. |
