Vast underworld of lust

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The vast emptiness

of a muddled mind,

fractured beyond

the splintered remnants

of the devil kiss…

…where now are the fireflies

that once had enlightened

my soul to celestial skies.

For all about me lays the

vast wastelands of the underworld,

the river Styx whispers to

me at nights promise as

slumber pulls me under,

I am fallen,

the broken remains of

belief swimming

now in Stygian darkness

 

drowning my sins in lust

suffocating my love in desire

saving myself from the

mundane wishes of

the blind.

 

Karen Hayward ©2018

Taste what love for you is.

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Kiss me.

My lips ache for the

taste of your mouth.

Surrendered soul

singing loves symphony

entwined between the

sheets of time…Kiss me.

Lose reality in the dark

clouds of melancholy…

Kiss me,

a single beating heart

through the grains

of forever. Kiss me,

fill the jars of our existence

with love and insistence,

kiss me,

taste the essence of my spirit

spoken on the tip of my fair tongue,

speak to me,

tell me tales of desire in lust

filled words, inaudible,

heard by my heart spoken by yours.

Kiss me…Kiss me,

I must tell you of my love,

I must whisper of my needs

I must show you my desire…

Taste me….

Taste what love for you is.

Karen Hayward ©2017

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Butterfly
kisses
trailing
through
my soul,
silk wings
fluttering in
my heart.
Vivid
colours
igniting
my spirit
In every
hue
of love.

Karen Hayward ©2018

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