Forbidden Fornication
Her father said no,
But her eyes screamed yes.
Her body was the kind,
That needed no rest.
What is forbidden,
I desire most.
Especially a woman
With curves to boast.
I saw in her eyes,
Her wild intention.
For me to fulfill
With all my attention.
Later that night,
Guided by moon light
& the smell of perfume,
I crept through the shadows
& found her room.
A pebble or two
Found her attention.
The moment she saw me,
She knew my intention.
So I helped her down
From her window sill.
Her hand was shivering
From the chill & the thrill.
She followed me back
To my secret garden,
Where we made love senselessly
I beg your pardon.
She felt like a virgin
In need of my touch.
Her thighs held my waist
In the tightest clutch.
Daddy’s little girl
Was a girl no more.
In public, a woman
In private, a whore
Her legs were shaking
Beside my ears.
In ecstasy, screaming
Pleasure through tears.
After her climax
She whispered to me,
"Never mind my tears,
They are not of sorrow."
I said,
"I know my dear,
Same time tomorrow?"
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