Poet of  The Month ~ May 2009

The Liquid Beauty

I lavishly drink from the hot liquid flowing
The lava smoothly streaming
A twinkle of the eye, yes it’s gleaming
As the nectar is consume.

The excess from the mouth, dripping
The cold chill through my veins. Coursing
The malicious hands, roaming
On skin so soft and plume

My black goblet beckoning
With a foul scent, that’s also scintillating
As I gobble the fluid. It’s satisfying
To my hunger


Diabolic actions have you squirming
As the teeth gets closer to you, marking
With intent to puncture and maiming
Stretching your juices longer

Is not this evil? For here I am wanting
To sip from your red moister and revel in your crowning
For the beauty is there, here I am beholding
The glory of something so true.

© Angeleyes