Little Black Book

by Alec   May 31, 2017

Fingers tracing tenderly
Across this virgin page
Preparing her for sacrifice
So his hunger is assuaged

Pen is scrawling cryptically
Caressing her fair skin
Eyes tracing patterns with
Mind trapped in deadly sin

She submits to what he writes
And the two become one
And in this vellum volume
A passionate tale is spun

His heart beats through his wrist
Ink bleeds forth from his pen
Storried steamy nightly trysts
Described in detail yet again

His one true love affair
For she will never leave
And in her many pages
Lies his need no one perceives


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  • 3 months ago

    by Brise

    Loves this poem it is so passionate! You have such an amazing talent, I envy you lol Anyways it is beautifully written, your words are intoxicating !

  • 8 months ago

    by Em

    This is just beautifully written and left me speechless

  • 8 months ago

    by Tony

    Excellent personification Alec. Seriously, well done.

    • 8 months ago

      by mossgirl19

      I'll have to agree with Tony on this. Another great write, Alec.

  • 8 months ago

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  • 8 months ago

    by Wallflower friend

    Wow, great job! I LOVE this poem.

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