Edacious Flesh

His flesh yearned as he laid deep within her breast,so deep,
so proud as if he claimed his stake,
as if he had dominated his greatest conquest.
So loud,so new,so beautiful,
so luminous that it could blind all that would peer through.
The depths that could echo his yearning flesh into
millions of stars seeking the blindness of night.
Though his love so sweet yet, so deeply intertwined beneath
the delicate soft saturated sheets.
His flesh yearned another layer of life that he buried so deep
amongst his burrowed pride.
So illuminating, so everlasting true for he felt a sense of idolatry
and she felt his edacious lovely truth.

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