Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
This story was not written to offend anyone; it only has implied slash, a Hermione/Ginny poem.
A Dark Desire,
Her red hair so pretty,
Her hazel eyes sparkle so bright,
Her white skin so creamy under the moon,
Her freckles she could count without looking,
Her moans so light so no one would hear,
Her love so pure it could wipe out evil with only a glance,
Her brown hair like a bush,
Her brown eyes like chocolate,
Her tanned skin like dust in the candle light,
Her lips so red like the blood on her lover,
Her moans loud and full of passion with no fear,
her loved tainted with darkness only she could handle,
Their skin like silk wanting to mould together,
Their cries of ecstasy as they break with every swell,
Their breath coming out in panting as they go faster and harder,
Their skin breaking with every bite to bring blood,
Their moans of pain fused with their pleasure that pulses like a life in them,
Their bodies' spasm as they break once more,
Their breathing becomes normal as they lay together in the aftermath,
They kiss once more before getting their clothes,
They cover up the bites on their bodies made from each other,
They nod to each other as they leave the heads room,
They don't acknowledge each other as they sit in class,
After all the law frowns upon teacher-student love affairs,
But this isn't an affair, no it's love,
It's their dark desire.
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Be nice please it was my first Hermione/Ginny poem,
In fact it's my first slash.
Jessica