Out Cold
Soft and filled with petals of roses,
I’m dizzy as lingerie falls to the floor.
One door opens as the other closes,
delighted now I am free to explore.
Silk sheet origami such sensual art.
Let us disrupt it, take off my dress.
Are you ready for heat sweetheart?
I already feel more than a little listless.
So gentle yet hard on my insides,
your mouth on my neck I may retch.
An internal flame full of elevated tides,
we’re a vision I could never sketch.
Allowing my silence to take control,
something only you could teach me.
I swore my pen wasn’t on your payroll.
I’m left to give up, give in completely.
Internal debate whether I can stand,
as I fight with falling so hard for you.
Possessing a T.K.O with your left hand,
I’m out cold a victim of our rendezvous.
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