Melkorentine

heraldofmelkor:

(for @misbehavingmaiar‘s Melkor! =D)

Oh my Master, let me hold silken fire
twined soft and sweet about my fingers – please,
I beg of you, gift me your smiles and sighs
in hidden bowers where we take our ease;
grant me, I plead, skin gilded and lovely
beneath my hands, beneath adoring lips
that whisper grateful praise of only you
whose beauty does all other things eclipse.

–Or forgive, I ask, my temerity:
I speak only in love’s sincerity.

u////u

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