Pawn

Lips dripping with honey, tongue sweeter than vanilla... I taste your kiss and I am intoxicated forever lost within the underworld...Your scent lifts, it carries my body closer, as if it was drawing me out of my skin...I see your eyes, how they dance the illusions of lustful expectations, I am swept away in their darkness...Hair flowing down your naked back, like that of a goddess... Skin inviting and tantalizing, soft and flawless, it leads my eyes to follow every curve and line... Stories told by the hands that now run across your breasts make me crave you, need you, possess you... I am without the control to hold at bay this overwhelming determination to consume you; I must take you to my inner courts... Your core has penetrated my soul and I am bound together by a beating of one heart... Take from me my history, my past... Make my body your sacrifice in which to steal away and slay, for I am in debt to you for having looked upon this shell I have come to be... Hold my mind in your hands and let me dance to your fantasy, for I now am your pawn, I have been caught in checkmate!


By R Fuller 4/16/2014