Graveyard Coffeehouse

Beautiful

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Her face shined
Beaming
Like the full moon
Hidden
Within
The clouds
We walked inside
From the cold rain
I drew her to me
Looking
Into turbulent eyes
Whispering
Into her ear
I am going
To love you
Like a ferocious beast
With the gentleness
Of a dove
I will take you
With the force
Of a hurricane
The soft brush of a feather
Unbuttoning her
Imposing coat
Deftly
Shackle by shackle
Exposing the majestic shape
Of her full breasts
Voluptuous body
As it fell to the floor
Her sweet gaze
Avoiding mine
I pressed my body
To hers
Walking my fingers
Down the highway
Of her curves
Resting my hands
Upon her delicious hips
I am not beautiful
She mumbled
As I kissed
Her neck
In an erotic
Staccato symphony
Driven by my raging desire
My seething hunger
Tasting her pale
Goose flesh skin
With my tongue
Oh, but my darling
You are
I challenged
Caressing her cheek
Running my hands
Through her
Flowing hair
You are beautiful
Like a razor blade
On broken glass
A sunny day
That turns to grey
Thunder
That awakes
A sweet dream
Dark quiet nights
Alone
Broken toys
In the basement
You are a sculpture
To be molded
By expert hands
Refurbished
To perfection
Prized
Like
A work of art
In an artist's domain
Call me
Demon lover
Creature of the Night
A painter
Etching
Using broad strokes
Deft flurries
Of color
Pounding you
Deep
Then swimming
In the shallows
Of ecstasy
Pleasure
Pain
Flailing about
The sanctuary
Of your body
Excruciating red stripes
Lacerations
On the blank
Canvas
Of your soul
Crimson welts
Lingering
On your round
Succulent ass
Which I will bite
Tasting
Eternity
On sweaty shanks
You are
Beautiful
Because
I say so
And always
Will be
As you take my hand
For I will
Make you
My Masterpiece
Every time
We make love
In the black
Illuminated
By flickering candles
Kneel
Before me
Now arise
Awake
To a magnificent
New dawn
You have
Arrived
Trembling in my arms
Somewhere
Between a nightmare
And a dream
Much more
Than love chattel
You are now
My beautiful
Slave.