Lust
High-heeled, coiffured to a tease,
the way she will lead,
he follows in a sweat-soaked dance
portrayed as Need.
Salty seduction leaving
empty an exchange of
bodily fluids with a cry ...
"Be mine!"
Spider-web bind
in heat confine,
entwine, seduce,
reduce in this cauldron of flames
to smoldering ashes
and drifting smoke
before the dawn
returns the light.
Copyright © Sue Mason | Year Posted 2008
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