I am awe of those who create beauty through words, art and music. Those special souls who take the pain we all encounter in life and turn it into something of incredible beauty. I love this poem by Randy Wiley, a poet and writer who does just that. This is a symphony of words. Just beautiful. ❤️🌹❤️🌹❤️🌹❤️
Regular readers will know I love the work of Texan Storyteller, Writer & Poet Randy. For new visitors I am delighted to introduce you to my talented friend and his creativity 😀 ✒️📖 His latest work is lush. A very erotic and sexy piece. Enjoy!
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The Lady beckons to you beguilingly. Obsidian eyes, flashing danger and delight. Her smile, enigmatic, promising delicious secrets to be shared. Tresses of sun kissed silken strands of gold, a river flowing down her innocent back. Mixed messages carried on an air of danger. Fascinated, intrigued you draw near.
She is an enigmatic paradox, formed from Light and Dark. Blessed by sunlight’s golden rays and kissed by the midnight hour, black magick and the devil’s claw. Heavenly Angel, hellfire Demon.Was her Soul star born in the fiery firmaments above or forged somewhere north of Midnight?
Her essence envelopes you. She is not physically there, yet she is everywhere. On your skin, in your mind, you feel her Presence. Bringing both delights and torments. You love her. You hate her. Want her and need her, repulsed at meeting the devil within fearing possession you push her away.
Is she a Succubus, or a figment of fragmented wanton lust rampaging through the caverns of your ravaged mind? Or is she a witch, adept at the Dark Arts and enchantment has placed you under her eternal spell? ✨