The Flower(storm of desire)

Category: Writers Block

Post 1 by metal angel (Help me, I'm stuck to my chair!) on Tuesday, 05-Jul-2011 19:54:44

(if your easily offended don't read)
My tongue is the rain and my lips are the thunder.
Together they form a storm or gentle shower that can never be torn asunder.
I long to let my rain fall upon and inside her nectur filled flower.
This fantasy, this craving, is my ultimate and intimate desire.
The thunder wishes to envelop her with both passionate and fierce intentions.
It wants to send lightning tingling in multi-layered patterns and all directions.
Oh, how the taste of thee would be both so succulent and sweet.
Please, let thy storm of desire take hold and surround thee!

Post 2 by SatansProphet (Forever in the service of Satan, my King...) on Friday, 08-Jul-2011 16:57:31

Nicely done.

Post 3 by Sword of Sapphire (Whether you agree with my opinion or not, you're still gonna read it!) on Saturday, 16-Jul-2011 22:48:49

Amazing diction and nice metaphors.

Post 4 by metal angel (Help me, I'm stuck to my chair!) on Sunday, 17-Jul-2011 22:02:27

thanks! I apreciate it.

Post 5 by Remy (I've now got the silver prolific poster award! wahoo!) on Sunday, 17-Jul-2011 23:09:16

Quite well written. I'm a stickler for formatting, so I'll leave it at that. I like it though. It's vivid, full of metafors which leave little to the imagination but which also are poetic and not vulgar.