“On a hot, summer night: would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?”
Warning: Do not awaken my favorite vice.
For lust will pulsate through my trembling arteries with every quickened beat of a suddenly hungry heart. Do not let me imagine all of the bad things I’ll want to do to you. They will embarass us both. The whirl of a ceiling fan, mingling of mutual sweat, muted sighes and groans: all suddenly explode into our very erotic presence–when lust arises from its chastity-enshrined bed.
And a hot summer night is the perfect time for lust to awaken.
beguile and romance me
after your fashion
this wolf catches the fresh scent
in the evening breeze
for Real Toads’ Virtue or Vice, imagined by Rommy
Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Summer, posted by Sumana Roy
#GloPoWriMo2018 / #NaPoWriMo2018 25/30