as wisdom to satin sheets
chasing down an oxymoron~

magician of the heart
sinner to savor
lost
between the lines
of day and night

slayer of thought
to undress the mind
guardian of truth
to keep secrets spilled
teacher of trust
to make vulnerable

luster of lullabies
to satiate sheets
wild child with a body
to light fuse of fire
weaver of wickedness
to inspire desire

like limp hillside
and vicious valley
searching fabricated fantasy
and nestled naiveness~

hurt space
damaged time…

going under
no picture to frame...

awwwwww thank you

Gorgeous artwork ur sporting. Poem's not bad either!

lol wenchy *bats eyes* and thank you, I think