Gabriella Alziari


I am crooked-lipped and cunning,

I flow like molten lava

in the valleys of your lust


There is stardust in my essence,

you cannot control me

I am the midnight moon,

transcending your desire


Do you dare to trace

your fingers

down my torso,

the curves between my legs,

overcoming me like rain


I gasp

with fervent longing,

as supple as a petal


The silhouette of dusk

glosses the sky around us