![]() Blue FireA Poem by Butch DecatoriaAs hot as... his eyes when he sees almost predatory always do they genuflect upon their roughened knees - a sordid scene, almost unsanitary craven cries to Loki for pleasing sleazy writhing / feeding fists sweat of the easy / a quickened fix men with members stiff as petrified sticks / jabbing in a hastened mix teeming hungry hips like electrified evenings of swollen eels sustained by suckling Gamorra's tits fiending always for the slick and the harsh crystalline mist / he is undoubtedly marked by the unquenchable blue fire of his lustful addiction, never will he tire - constantly defined by sex's affliction he is hot like sunlight bright - even in the darkest mire an unmatched lover in satin flight, a dragon / a well-endowed sire formiddable in succulent sight i weep without regret as i follow him to the night forget / what i was and accept what i am, endure in the burning light fueled by the sword of Pan he keeps me warm as i keep him lit i am reborn / magnificent a forlorn phoenix omnicient songs for his careful choir i am his chosen - truth among liars, i fly above / kite on the sun this is what i am it is what i've become a willful puppet without inhibiting wires in love / that will never tire transformed by his desires / hot as blue fire it is what i've become i am the light of the rising sun... © 2014 Butch DecatoriaReviews
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Added on June 20, 2008Last Updated on November 14, 2014 Author![]() Butch DecatoriaLas Vegas, NVAbout"I cannot wait to see tomorrow, but I will live like--I just couldn't wait!" --yours truly "In The Church of (My) Life, Love is Worship" -- yours truly Lets101 Quizzes - Fun quizzes for blog .. more..Writing
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