To My Sinful Beloved...

When city streets
Wear shawl of eve
I haste my feet
To where you live

These streets are wet
Covered in haze
The nights are yet
To see the days

The neon lights
Play on your door
Body ignites
From secret core

I feel the throb
Of things to hide
Twisting the knob
I step inside

The flowers I brought
Will never dry
Yet love me not
For nor do I

It took me just
Moment to scour
Token of lust
Is plastic flower

There on the floor
Your exposed glimpse
How tempting your
Savagery seems

From where we walk
To where we lean
We hardly talk
In private sin

With lover's grace
You embrace me
I kiss your face
In lechery

We do the must
Till prostration
Our life of lust
Without passion

I am not yours
You are not mine
Yet feels so pure
This ooze divine

A frigid kiss
A cold goodbye
And more than these
Would be for lie

I do swear on
Your naked breasts
I won't be gone
Until the next

To keep your hand
I won't be near
You understand
Don't you, my dear? 

Brink Of Love...

The days had smiles upon her face
Those days were found by few
And dalliance of color on
The first of morning dew
Would wash away the tears she had
With precious flowers, new...

The clouds had webs curled in her hair
To hold the fleeting ray
But never did she comb her nice
She'd just giggle and sway
I'd rather shun the sun for her
To bask with her in grey...

The stars had danced across her eyes
Dangled, quiet and confused
The time had age long travelling
While telling what we should
But there was something deeper that
We never understood...

The winds had whispers in her ears
Of seasons we all seek
The path for us to forget past
Led future to predict
We heard the autumn chorus fading
Into wintry shriek...

The moon had followed her shadow
To quench the thirsty sky
The streams had craved her reflection
Beside her moon would shy
I'd rather sip from her lips or
I'd let my life run dry...

The waves had mutters on our feet
With tides of glittery salt
But now the nights are uncertain
On turning ocean's call
As we are standing at the brink
And waiting for the fall...