Presenting: not a sonnet, because bitches love me anyways. <3

Team Gal, #13486

A kiss is too fleeting a touch,
A moments passion, a beat of heart,
Our distance shortened, loving lips crutch,
Too soon in duty would they part,

Briefest of pauses do make a gentle breath,
And soften gales that would scorch the sun,
The land and sky and quickening death,
Do stop and quieten, beneath us as one,

A crib to carry me to your breast,
A sound follow and before you stand,
A moment to gaze and your attention wrest,
The gap that closes, your hand in my hand,

The stars themselves may do little to keep,
Your lips from mine, your heart to leap.

Nath walked down the corridor with resolve, not happy with this particular mission. Idly, her fingertips came up to trace at the slender chain she wore around her neck. She could not wear the ring openly but she would not leave it behind either.

The guard before her slowed as she came to an opulently decorated wooden door, each panel clearly hand carved, but Nath only inspected it for a fraction of a second before she was commanded to wait.

With a slight nod she acquiesced, while internally she bristled at the order but suppressed any urge she had back down. The Iridonian was nothing if not patient when it came to the slaughter. Without further preamble, the Hapan female slid inside leaving the Iridonian alone in the grand hallway, brightly lit by the large windows that were equally spaced on one side.

She was not forced to wait for long, it seemed, as the door slid open once more, and she was beckoned inside. As soon as Nath had passed the barrier between them she could feel the target’s gaze lock on her. Immediately the sensation of her skin crawling was repressed, and without pause the Iridonian cleared the distance between the door and the large desk, locking her devoid gaze onto the glacial one that inspected her.

“Here.” A datapad landed softly against the dark wood that stood between them and almost immediately a finely manicured hand picked up the device to inspect the contents of the message. Nath would be damned before she serenaded the chakaar.

What do you lust after dear heart?
A feather light touch?
Or time appriciate the art...

I could give you nonesuch,
If you would allow.
I would not be a crutch.

Do not lift your brow.
I can hear those questions,
But there is only the here and now.

Utter those admissions,
Don't keep them locked away.
You misconstrude my intentions...

Find me on the pathway.
What do the young know of grief?
Slake it away.

Let me show you relief.

Erin, I'd make people dead
To get you into my bed
So save all the trouble
Get here on the double
But please do not give me head

how many times cethgus was turned down by you sister in haiku form

no no no no no,
no no no no no no no,
no no no no no!

Ewoks are brown,
The Death Star is gray,
I'll take you to my chamber,
Through the night you can stay.

Jar Jar is orange,
Rodians are green,
I'll take you from behind,
And show you things you've never seen.

C-3PO is gold,
Darth Vader is black,
I would like to bend you over,
And pound you with my sack.

Darth Maul is red,
R2-D2 is blue,
I traveled to a galaxy far, far away,
Just to be with you.

Deep into the night
Near naught can be seen
But further there into the fright
You are illuminating

My sight is blinded by your beauty
There is nothing I can do
If I were blind it would be gloomy
For I have already seen you

You entrance me like a toxin
Running through my veins
Holding onto my last option
Your voice is now my domain

If you would turn to never face me
Surely I could die
Plead and beg for a guarantee
Please turn back! I would cry

One last thing focused by my mind
As well as in my eye
A beauty shown to all kind
It is Erin I hold high.

Two sonnets are below.

### Sonnet 5

Ah, my sweet love’s passionate temptation

The rhythmic pounding of my heart speeds up

Our body heat creates perspiration

I drink your own sweet nectar from the cup.

Your lips grant me a sweet, passionate kiss

I love to feel your soft, smooth, and fair skin

As we submit ourselves into pure bliss

I can’t urge my eyes to see this as sin;

But, this is something beyond physical

I can feel the meshing of our two souls

‘Tis more intimate than emotional

This great pleasure is beyond our control.

I shall always lay by your side in bed

Until the tragic moment I am dead.

### Sonnet 11

Every thought I think is thought for you
Every poem is written for you;
Every beat my heart beats is for you
Every minute I live is for you
Every day I live is just for you
Every thing I do is done for you.
But, I know it can never be enough
It is not enough to describe my love
An eternity would not be enough
There is nothing that can describe my love.
I wish you could know my heart and my mind
So you would know my love and not be blind.

Its a collection of poems I wrote for this

Erin
Just a touch of your silken tresses
Could part a pirate with all of the gold
he possesses
Your crystalline eyes
bring back a vision of the waters
just off the coast of a tropical island
in brighter times

Roses are tits
Violets are tits
I like tits
Tits
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I suck at poems,
dat ass

Roses are red,
Violets are shy,
Bite the pillow,
I'm going in dry

Roses are red
Violets are twisted
Bend over baby,
Prepare to get fisted