"A SithLords Poet" NEWEST POEM IN A WHILE

As my seat sit afront of yours
my right hand dangles down
between my legs, purple light saber
in it, your eyes I could fell in a sweet
spot of my. Lovely lady dont
give up on me.

Peach in my left haven't took
a bite of it yet, could taste it
on my tonge after kissing your
precious oh so prescious lips
my knees may hurt my sensation
will cease before loved.

your my one true sithlord
I've bit your earlob with an
elegant lick, we protected ourselves
with every contact in the dark
lit.

As my nose touches yours, smell
the stawberry scent nothing
could stop it, just stab me
with your light saber then lets
go to bed with your hood covering
my head and the covers covering
our, our force.

by Angel
posted on 03/14/2010