Submission
This poem was written a day ago as my husband and I travelled down a highway of all places.
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Darkness looms within ones eyes.
Is it love or lust hidden in disguise?
Forever searching his face, she fantasizes.
His lips, his hands, gentle caresses, she stands immobilized.
His touch, his tongue.. mmmm they tantalize.
Her eyes now covered unable to see, she then realizes;
It's time to play, her mind so disorganized.
Does he follow a playbook? Their moves becoming synchronized.
His mouth traces the curvature of her spine, ice between his lips, so devine.
Her body reacts, back arched her release denied.
Deliberately sliding her arms above her head, tied to the bed. This, her demise.
Moving to her legs, parted appropriately, silk bindings wrapped, unable to move.. hypnotized.
Sweet sweet torture, unable to contain. With a sly grin she's penalized.
His firm hand connecting harshly, she squeals in surprise.
She begs her relase,
he's now inside.
A whisper of concent he allows,
An exquisite fire within her extinguished.
She submits, a ravenous animal now alive.
Copyright © Manon Peel | Year Posted 2017
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