Red-Velvet Cloaks And Masks Poem by Mihaela Pirjol

Burning red candles, gathering around,
While dressed-up and masked, they surround
The altar: in a vibrant circle the stage,
To exhibit desires of a nature strange;
For the red-cloaked Carnal Ritual of Lust,
Succumb to their senses—‘Principles of Lust'—
‘Enigma' raising angelic-diabolic beats
For a voluptuous, magnificent display of tits:
Electrifying gently with ecstatic touch:
Greedy eyes and lips are craving much,
Nude bodies now, entwined in frenzied arms,
Breasts growing heavy beneath velvety palms;
Building the pressure, pulsating length in:
Severed with shakes and shivers, trembling feel,
Aroused and weak, bending down on their knees—
Harder and hungry—tease! —devour please!
Tormenting ecstasy, red-sensual lips:
Illumination through the madness of a kiss!
Reaching high—high…frantic culmination!
Unable to endure such extension—
A burning-iron stake impaling each other,
To satisfy the red carnal hunger!
Spilling out warm, vital sanguinity,
And spasmodic masculine virility.