A temptress am I

A temptress am I
Alluring you with my eyes
Convincing you with honeyed words
Deeper in my spell you do fall
Blood boiling, the room becomes small
Fascination dawns as a seduction blooms
Our smell hangs in the air, it looms
Your fingers clumsily undo my blouse
I long for you to be my spouse
Flames lick at my body
I give you full custody
Creamy breasts fill your hands
As my trust demands
Brushing soft mahogany hair away from my face
You quicken your pace
Urgency can be felt in your touch
Delicious rapture over takes me

1 comment:

V said...

This made my heart race.