BLANKETS OF STARS
Blankets Of Stars / Dark Angel
Bodies entwined plucking at the essence of love
Heated passion relates its hunger to the dangerous moon ,
Dark Angel over shadows my body with great clinging
Of his spell bond love .
Moist lips pressed upon my cold lips, tongue upon tongue
And the dark dreams taken off ,
A passion of need , hunger want between two of the night ,
Storm-tossed by waves of Mediterranean Sea his lust, love
Dark Angel has for me ,
Delusions are lost within the moons playgrounds ,
Kisses of fierce that teeth are driven into lips.
Personal touch of his delights over me , over my body of lust,
Pleasure so pure that the impulse itself hurts.
Deep cravings of my love I withhold from Dark Angel
Depths of gasping breaths drawn by each of our bodies ,
Wholly absorbed, body on body, clinging to heated lust, love
Sweeping at each others souls like the lost sea ,
When the spate of lust is over and the raging fever gone,
The hunger keeps us on the hunt a craving for something that is long gone
Like the nasty storm ,
Innocence Dark Angel wants to take from me , But I still hang on to my heart.
Just aimless bewilderment wasting away,
Or a night passed at the mercy of a whim?"
''Dark Angel'', cries to the darken moon.
The fountain of delight raising like a sword in his soul for more ,
In impassioned hearts, knifes of love glowing as if living flames!
Whistling at the sea over me .
Imperfect our the lost ;
Imperfect is he that craves me ,
The blanket of stars is where my heart will be ,
Each basking in their beloved’s adoration.
Blinded by love’s charm of lust of his darkness m
My sweet disorder of nature’s storm holds me close ,
Love is built up bit-by-bit in mere repeated usage,
But this love of Dark Angels is killing me slowly ,
My body is going cold , Taken my beauty away but my heart
Is what he craves , My love I don't give away .
Constant dropping water of crying souls for me ,
Love conquers all in that blanket of stars that hold my heart .
Lilly Emery (C)
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