To Revel in Raptures & Roses of Vice🌹

by Stan A. Bryce
Smoking by the fireplace,
Adorned in leather and in lace.
Red mouthed like a venomed flower,
Blooming with wantonness power,
To which men praise and cower
Yet to her I am effaced. 🌹
My love, she stands above me
And I am at her feet.
She is Venus wrapped in furs
As she slithers and she purrs,
Eyes beguiling and demur,🌹
Her mercy ebbs and flows
As I watch from far below.
She’s the nightmare of my dreams.
The mistress of my screams.
Like a goddess set agleam…

Full poem here.

Art by Brian Viveros
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