Thread: Verlaine's V

She's forever beneath bliss,
with that mane power.
slave to the sweet rarely
kissed

The debauching fiery cascade,
priests in disarray, remorseless

Her cantor is humble for
certain, an enchanted
mouth beneath the sheets,
from head to stem
the ugliness with pure golden
lilies light, flame-lit, with
lilac bellies, a mad
release

And the roses white, wild
at purest rest

Her breast, back, haunches,
Sweet thighs, Venus flair,
Red body harmonious, smoother
To me than fleece!

And the sanctuary's holy doors

The darling is
master, damning your bed
White to toe

Glows

Pink circle before the body
but to me, mine feast to feast.
Your bed sings and holds
the hand of a pleasing taut
blonde

wow enticing! I like this a lot, only thing is haunches seemed to throw the flow a bit for me - overall la great piece, keep up the good work!