Whispers Of The Forbidden Realm Poem by WIN VENTURA

In the moonlit woods where dreams ignite,
I saw you first — bathed in starfire light.
A prince of shadows, fierce and free,
And your gaze… oh, it undressed me.

Wings of midnight, voice of flame,
You whispered softly — calling my name.
In your arms, the world fell still,
And time obeyed your silent will.

Silky lips, a wicked grin,
You traced the secrets on my skin.
Magic burned where fingers played,
As spells of desire gently swayed.

And when the dawn begged us goodbye,
You left your mark — deep, thigh-high.
A promise made in fantasy's glow…
You'll return, love, when the wild winds blow.

By: - WIN VENTURA