I hunt for you like a lion hunting its prey
Ready to pounce and consume the delicacies
Craving your smell, your touch, your flesh
I roam through the night searching restlessly
like a lost soul that can never rest
Until its justified, pacified, satisfied

I want to tour the contour of your body
Like I'm touring the land
Its mountain tops and valley lows
its choice fruits and hidden treasures
Its mossy gardens and bushy fields

I will not, cannot rest until I find you
Lasciviousness clothe me like the night
Desire seeps into my soul holding my heart in its hand
Chains of passion casting my will into bondage
Demanding total unrestrained surrender

I want to drink of your love like pure wine
Until its intoxication sends me into bliss
I walk bent over as if suffering severe pangs of hunger
caused by the stench of your desire
Sniffing and salivating
Driven by the reward that lies ahead

Ah, my lovely, what have you done to me?
Is it a spell you cast on me?
Your wish is my command
I live only to serve you; to please you
I worship at your altar
Behold your lover, your servant, your slave.

Mark Hill

Wow nice one missed your poems.

Darkly erotic!! Love it!! Good to see you back posting Mark

Very nice

Beautifully descriptive and erotic...
Love it!

wow, I like this one.