Lace

Fair is the flesh

That breaths opened opportunities

Boiled in tantalising flavour

Escaping the craver

Punished beyond

The boundaries

Pulsing caged imagination

For her creation

Struggling heartbeats

Drown out

Wanted moments

Reflections

Atonement

Embellished cascades

Mirrored on her parade

Mouth provoking

Thought evoking

Collide

I am the blackened thunder

The white strips on your back

The pushing and the pulling

The voice that makes you crack

Yield the pathways covered

Dripping in your poise

Calling out the nothing

Silent is the noise

Brushed to the edge

Salted open wounds

Air falls deeper now

Distant are those tunes

Gathering up

Bewildered thoughts

Shadows follow

Grounds that haunt

Eden

White canvass

Curved for your pleasure

Scenery beneath her

Teases his thrill

Posts align

The dusted pathway

Fenced in

Pulsing scene

Shallow waters flow

In the background

Mouth watering

Sultry streams

Evocative harvesting

Fields of temptress grace

A garden of Eden

A secret lace

Applause

Humbled by the background

Drops that fall like snow

Alignment of segments

Flourish in a perfect row

Distance on the hills

Feeling the misty dew

Wafts of scented paradise

Rivers that hold shattered canoes

Crawling foliage strangles

The gaps peeking through

Falling almost on purpose

Breathing life of new

Splintered wooden platforms

Pathways of footsteps

Twinkling shimmering pods

Pulling anxious rods

Lonesome

Tuck her away

Tearing away her soul

Nothing left

But your control

Force your words

Not hers

Expose her spine

That is just fine

Rain it taps

Away her sadness

Isolating her mind

Frozen in time

Banner of need

You are the hunter

You must feed

Words that cut so deep

Causing an open wound

To burst

To bleed

Throat dry

Breath held heavily

Nothing erases

A memory

Throw your blanket

Over damaged skin

Forgiveness is not

Easily given

Falling

Eyes that pardon

Exiled minds

Dripping palms

Hardened crimes

Tortured blazoned saddles

Pulled into temptation

Whispers shuffle

Their suspension

Catapulting kaleidoscopes

Wonder years

Of enemies

Of fears

Salted tears

Sinful ground

Walls call time

Lives remembered

Hold the bell chime

Desolate

Vines that strangle

Wooden bridges

Shaping the isolation

The forbidden

Hinged in solitude

Unhinged the war

In her mind

Imperfections that gasp

Layers of broken promises

Cradling the past

Nursing what may

Never last

Spilling water

Over harvested hands

Tunnels that form

Like quick sand