Treasure Island

Altair Laahad


And Both Slept with God


Like a sly wolf dragging a shy cat
to his den, he laid her on his hairy bosom
and chewed her in kisses;
as many as the stars,
or the grains of sand
in an endless sahara
wrinkled in a four hundred year drought;
as she moaned like the night wind
in pain,
and purred her felinity in the freshness
of a ripe woman blossoming with life
in pleasure,
yet never deferred
to surrender to the wild touch
of her wolf as he her wrists did catch
and chained in his rope of lust;
while their shriek tore time away
and grinned to the days that hid away.
He thrust within her skin,
While she deep inside his soul
And both slept with God…

Submitted: Thursday, April 04, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 11, 2013

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