Wednesday, May 14, 2008


Welcome home my Master,
wish to taste our forbidden love,

touch your pale skin
taste your deep deep being.

Come to feel the ocean,
lick it deepest
feed my rose.

Rip off these laces
that keeps my flower imprisoned,
but beware the captivation of the juice,
because my eroticism
will be your oblivion
deep will be the wound between your legs.

© Diana Mistera 2008

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