Richard Allen Beevor
Untitled Titles Collaboration With Aprilrn1210 - Poem by Richard Allen Beevor
I took you to the turning point,
where sunlight shines all through,
lay you down away from heaven
as the tunnel came in view.
Saw savage southern storms,
take me down walk of shame,
while sandman's sweet serenade
sparked summer's seductive game.
The yellow train rode the storm
on tracks, driving without wings,
your soul released such music sweet,
angel of mercy my love for you sings.
Songs of demon's decoded,
within certainty's flame,
edging me towards echo's embrace,
chanting carols of emergency's domain.
A Christmas rhyme rang bells so strong,
until dawn to kiss your honeyed lips,
always its there this surge of love,
caress your thigh, alone sweet fingertips.
KFC finger lickin good,
sweet, precious gift,
winter's naughty appetite
savoring our first kiss.
A lover's knot now here we tie,
once cold as ice, naked now undone,
this sin or virtue-loving maiden,
in this hour we join as one.
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