Whisper & Private
Garden
Story by Barbara Welton aka Barbarella: sent by [email protected]
"Whisper"
I watch you sleep,
my princess,
angel on soft down.
Your chest rises,
your heart beats,
sweet blood runs in your veins.
I cherish each small movement,
my queen,
baby in warm fleece.
Your finger twitches,
your eye quivers,
dreams flow through your head.
You are the essence of beauty,
desire,
longing.
I whisper in your ear.
You nod unwaking.
I take you in my arms,
and hold you tight,
draining you.
patiently,
whispering in your ear.
Deeper sleep now your domain,
soon new eyes open,
forever.
~Vlad Tepes~
"Private Garden"
A perfect rose
she picked with care
and approached me.
A soft smile bore her love
then she ground the rose into my face.
Thorns ripped my skin
warm blood bubbled up to breathe
from my wounds.
Deeper she pushed the flower
until I begged, I screamed.
Then she smiled
and said 'I love you'.
~Barbara Welton aka Barbarella~