Abigail, Bold Yet Fair

Countless times I ravished your body even if
only in my mind, A fresh smile and touch,
conversations and warm embraces.

Burning eyes against my face, distorted by ecstasies quakes. Lying weakened and frail seduced by your mystical charms. Tasting Sea Salt fresh on your lips, licking the sweet nectar from your fingertips.

My memory plays in succession each
obedient session, not dare to mention,
encounters on the phone. some right on coarse arriving always together yet alone.

Nights we shared flesh with wine, candle wax
hot at first, close your eyes where will it drop
next? Incense to enhance the trance.

Lightning strikes, timing thunders crash to drown our cries in the rainy night sky. After long days and a weary mind, admiring you from behind, you knew just how to move and to stand.

Boldly revealing that precious fold until hunger and desire I could not control. Like a starving lion in silent wait in the night to take what by nature is his right, Attacking with purpose and confidence, motive self centered, the victim unsure but affable.

Feasting from head to toe, if remorse mercy or sense of time was non-existent, taking needs forcibly in any manner I
chose.

You forced me to force you; can you
remember the struggle, your body under mine
so ridged, wanting to push deep inside, when
your sexy ways left me unable to cope.

What should have been seconds lasted hours, intensity it will long take to diminish. Not one
that can run away from me. What I keep inside under lock and key is the essence that makes me, well ME!!!

When you think it's been done, it hasn't. What you thought I did I didn't. What you thought it was, it wasn't...