nguyen1021

little pig does poetry
2003-04-13 08:50:50 (UTC)

A Higher Paradise

the chasm of your soul
reflects a hidden hell
i seek by surrendering
to the muddy spheres
between two temples

capturing me
with the first gaze
i become the servent
to an immortal fire
exerting aroma
of apple-flavored fingers

and when lips latch
saliva seeps into passion
silently, you chain me
to a fiery dungeon
where i enjoy flames
flicking my flesh