You rise in the twilight
for I too bask in the dark.
While I desire the burning day star,
I thrive in the night.
You are ornamented with hues of
Hell, Heaven, lust, and purity.
I embellish the hues
of an angel’s velvety cape.
They say that your realm is tormenting,
whipped in lashing wind,
merciless sexually,
While you indulge in lustful divinity.
You are the burning star in my night sky
when I am with you.
Mother of love, sexuality,
do what you will!
You glisten like a star
and wink at me constantly
through the veil of black.
As for love, my heart mourns.








This read for me as an emotional sensual journey with such poignancy at the end. Truly deeply felt poetry at its finest.
John
Passionately penned, Daniel. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
I felt the burning of this piece. Well done!