: A Poem of Love and Deceit; Fool's Gold
A Poem About False Love: Fool's Gold
She found her long lost paradise,
Within his dark deceitful eyes.
Like a miner rushing for gold,
He plundered deep her naked soul.
Moth submits to the blazing pyre;
Her hunger feeding his desire.
She yielded to sweet caresses,
As endless love, he professes.
Eyes shut tight she hides her weakness,
Velvet touch fills the emptiness.
Innate magnetic source took hold,
Surging sinuous streams unfold.
Quickening breaths, torrid fever;
Dam burst into gushing river.
No power could hold back the tide
As dubiety cast aside.
Tangled bodies glistening still,
As potent essence swirls and spill.
Into crucible of pleasure,
She held tight her pyrite treasure.
Bodies glow in rapturous bliss,
Cocooned inside warm lover's mist.
As waves give meed to water's edge,
Forever love, her solemn pledge.
A secret smile in knowing eyes;
The truth behind his guile and lies.
The miner found the mother lode,
The rush for lust his sacred code.