Tuesday, December 30, 2014


The black diamonds set in your eyes
Are all I need to realise
Just how mighty Samson was bound
And had his strength sheared to the ground.

The soft coffee of your smooth skin,
Pungent velvet like scotch or gin,
Shows why King David stared that night
And watched lust bathe by bright moonlight.

The smile that makes my blood spurt fire
To burn you with my hot desire
Must be what made wise Solomon
Become love's fool, his judgement gone.

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