Queen Of My Desire - Poem by W.F.D. BLCK

From the burning bed of fantasy she shook and pointed
her undressed wing. A willing foot soldier for all her
pleasures earning badges and rashes and would be King.
Of course I'd toe the bleeding vine and rise to lieutenant
through her chills of time. In a resilient state I await
her cold embrace looking in her eyes light has been removed.
She pulls me in for a kiss, a half septic potion on her lips-
purple passion glares on her flaring pits. Wearing down my
warrior's mentality weakened by the vapor and the weed.
Imprisoned by my Mutant Queen she bars the gate and the
buries the keys. Desire desire death by fire my only wish
is to live another dream.

Topic(s) of this poem: dreams

Form: Prose Poem

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 25, 2015

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