August 25, 2008 § 2 Comments

The god of sleep and the goddess of eroticism.

The bringer of sleep and the bringer of pleasure.

One so rich in colour.

One so gentle in colour.

One so fierce.

One so calm.

One creating obsession and lust.

One creating dreams and sleepy eyes.

One absent from the other.

In more ways than one.

They dance around the minds of all who possess them.

One touch.

One breath.

Silk drops of smoke clogging your throat.

Wrapped in both ribbons.

Bound by the two.

The spell never to be broken.

Entangled bodies.

Moans and sighs.

Painted wings.

Mouths and searching tongues.

Drawn apart legs.

Hands and fingers.

Pressed against soft pale limp skin.

For you are their canvas.

To design as they please.


©Copyright of Charlotte Thorpe


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