Succumb

If time will tell of darkest deeds

Succumbed to burning wants and needs

And how for love she gladly bleeds

Hunger unfulfilled she feeds.

And in those moments laid quite bare

She spirals skywards through the air

And soars like morning clouds most fair

Unbridled without thought or care.

Lips blood red and wild unleashed

A lovers tale between the sheets

Where love and lust at crossroads meets

To bliss succumb and love most sweet

Author: Michael

Husband, dad,(ex)programmer, comic collector and proud Yorkshireman. I have no idea why im here or why im writing but i rather enjoy it. no great fan of punctuation; View all posts by Michael