Captive Prey

Her green eyes pierced through the opening of the door
He was not aware of her presence or even her stare
She watched him with pleasure, hoping for even more
He was having trouble finding the right clothes to wear

She breathed a little heavier watching him try to decide
As he walked from the mirror to bureau and back again
A noise, he quickly turned around, she then tried to hide
He saw it was nothing, or so she had thought, just then

The door, it opened abruptly, he then pulled her in
She, with a smile. took in the scent of his cologne
She turned on him, pushing him to the bed, with a grin
While whispering in his ear, he was hers to be owned

She made him pay for keeping her waiting as he did
Making him lie there, arms pinned, subjected to tease
He did not care, for he had loved when she played
As she was his captor who really know how to please
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Durmaj Avatar
September 30, 2008 at 8:30 AM
Sensual imagery to tantalize the mind, how wonderful love can be. Very creative and wonderful to read. Lee
Foulk Avatar
September 27, 2008 at 9:20 AM
a very well written piece of great poetry. thank you for your kind comment on my poem it means so much to me and thank you for your support of my work.
Bulger Avatar
September 27, 2008 at 3:06 AM
Wow, wasn't expecting this... :) well written piece. relieved you closed it like you did.lol Cindy
White Avatar
September 26, 2008 at 3:42 PM
hot and steamy, leaves the reader waiting to see what's next, nice write, you may enjoy reading my wrie entitled to the men of poetry soup, take care D-nyce
Jordan Avatar
September 26, 2008 at 1:46 PM
Michael you little devil you - Nothing like being tied and tried huh bro - Very captivating poetry you penned here - God Bless you always
Richards Avatar
September 26, 2008 at 12:47 PM
OK!! ... Need to fan myself a little...oh yes....! Very captivating poem, Michael!! Is it hot today, or is it just me???! :) ~Carrie
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