A Bedtime Story


A maiden fair
with onyx hair,
her alabaster flesh
lays bare.

Reaching for the words whispered.
Reciting a sonnet of a love treasured.

Falling into deep,
with each step
a quatrain takes.
Invading the senses,
it tingles
and shakes.

Stirring the moment
like a summers heat wave.
Sweltering loins soaked,
by the yearning, wanting, crave

His voice echoes,
spiraling into the abyss,
of her mind.
Travelling the length of her back,
to arch her spine.

The end of a bedtime story
comes with a surprise.
He takes her hand,
looks up towards the sky
and flys

A tail that glitters from their feet that dangle.
Floating to a place where anything is possible.

A maiden fair
with onyx hair,
her alabaster flesh
lays bare.

Ax

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