Tag: avantgarde

Lust Spells

Her moans are serene.

She sings at the waterfall.

I’m lost in her song.

Songs so heavenly,

They leave a feeling of lust.

I must be in Hell.

Two devilish souls

Playing in a pit of lust.

Exchanging love sounds.

Moan for moan, perform.

Inhale air and exhale sound,

Breath for breath, repeat.

Chest to chest, we touch.

Pelvis to pelvis, we bump.

Admiring art.

The sun is coming.

I can feel the earth shaking.

Waterfall, she sings.

written by: A.J. Williams