Lily’s First Blush
by Isoellen and An Anonymous Poet
Grey whispered growls
lambent lust of moonlight innocence
His aches awakened
His pulsing need
is stirred
His cravings
salivate to desires feeding prowl.
Uncovered, bare
skin to the air
Like milk of lilies untasted
Center tightly furled
Petals lay in waiting
Ingénue soaking in chastity
her quiescent fires unlit
Dreaming
dark predators chasing
Bestial lust taken
amid perspiration
Love bites
by primal appetites
devoured
Her moans and whimpers gently stilled
Red marks white pearls
passion spilt
among the lilies
Captured in astonishment
yet she readily receives
Arching into his fulfilling hunger
her banked flames lick Heated
when reticent hesitation
evaporates
blooming acceptance
thickening divine
into pleasured surprise.
A devil's reward
for lust shorn
Pure lilies lie
bruised defiled
blushed and corrupted
Desires growling mate
satiated by ingenues
deflowered buds
Transformed
Reborn
to sacred power
in womanhood’s
sacrificial blooms.
Sweet salvation in sin.