Their eyes lock from across the smoke-filled room
Red lips to her flute, she drains the champagne
As she weaves through the crowd without restrain
He knew her very soul he would consume
Making her way through the throng of costumes
Bodies part, respecting her higher reign
A closer look confirms the mark of Cain
On his well-built form catered to amuse
Bows his head in respect to her approach
The sound of the clock strikes the Witching Hour
The crowd encircles them at her encroach
And guards stand by to enforce her power
She sternly lifts up his head in reproach
“In my presence, thou shall never cower!”
Eyes now feast on prospect with permission
Tracing full lips down to swells that suggest
Carnal pleasures in creamy, ample breasts
Standing heedlessly on exhibition
Her head falls back with much delectation
As he rips off her gown to full divest
She gleans his manhood as it manifests
And knows she’ll seduce him to submission
This night he’ll yield, else be charged treachery
She motions the guards that keenly surround
Accustomed servants to her lechery
Properly prepared, he’s forced to the ground
To lap nectar, sharing fluid reverie
Arousing the masses closely around
A swarm of limbs and lasciviousness
Surrounded them, making the whole room spin
“The one way out is for you to come in. ”
Said she, spreading her legs with eagerness.
Compliantly takes his place with firm aim
His rampant prick elicits screams out loud
Wanton in the effects he claims her mouth
No longer caring who controlled this game
Sucking her lip, draws the life out of her
To fill her up with his exploding seed
The fire in her eyes forewarn of anger
But ’twas too late for he had done his deed
The guests aghast ceased all forms of pleasure
Whilst the guards seized him for the death decreed
~ Triple Sonnet
This is the original rendition of Paroxysmal Indulgence, which was featured on www.thepublicblogger.com on March 1, 2015, as part of the Season Premier IV – Raw, and was penned with my talented, “Metrical Writing,” partner and encouraging poetry instructor, Oscar Plascencia, sail on over to his site In So Many Words for a (mostly mature and No H8) poetic voyage.
Reblogged this on The White Articles.
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Muchas gracias! 😊
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Wow!!
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Thank you, Joe! I’m glad that you are pleasantly surpised.
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Reblogged this on In So Many Words and commented:
The following post is another poem that resulted from the collaboration between Kelly Lewis and yours truly. If you recognize the premise it is because you read the final version titled Paroxysmal Indulgence.
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Stunning and elicit. I love it.
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Thank You Very Much!
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❤️
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