• Passion



    I will creep in, steal your life.

    I will take your kiss, demand your love.
    Soon you will give up on the fight.

    Grab your hand I will take you down.
    down with me where your emotions know no mind.

    I will take you, set your flesh on fire.
    Silence your lips, as your body screams
    Your heart never to beat the same.

    I will creep in, drink you in.
    lap your love with a wicked tounge.

    Down with me your blood soon to boil

    Down with me You know nothing,
    but the need of me.

    I will creep in, your soul will be  mine

    I have become the sin, that keeps you alive.
    wasted tears will fall on blind eyes.

    Down with me, your body my gift .
    Pain your desire, numb you are, mine you have become.
    beg not now for my love.

    For never will you know.

    Down with me, I have claimed your soul.

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    dahlusion commented on Creep


    "lap your love with a wicked tongue." — one of the most creatively erotic lines I have read in a long time.This write is a masterpiece of brilliance.

    countryboy1988 commented on Creep


    that sounded like you wanted to take the spirt of some one and give them yours i liked it ..

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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