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The Resurrection of Romance

I  
walk around this castle  
   
naked  
   
Because that’s the way he likes it  
   
On those hideaway weekends  
   
when he locks me in  
   
It's just us two  
   
from dust to dawn  
   
I have nothing on  
   
   
   
There is nothing sexier he says  
   
Then the curves I flaunt  
   
around the kitchen  
   
Bedroom  
   
Backyard etc.  
   
At any point  
   
He takes what he wants  
   
I’m the prey and he the predator.  
   
   
   
Who ever said  
   
Naked movement  
   
to  
   
Candlelight and music  
   
was overrated  
   
We have become cynical towards seduction  
   
No passionate encounters  
   
We’re too jaded  
   
Preoccupied with defining  
   
undermining raw first sight attraction  
   
Too busy with trying to gain titles    
   
and ownerships rights to each other  
   
Forgetting how important it is  
   
every now and then  
   
to thoughtlessly make love to one another  
   
Letting the magic of affection  
   
Flow naturally  
   
gracefully  
   
leading us into a matrimonial direction  
   
We move into obligations much to fast  
   
not making sure we build a desire  
   
a foundation to make it last  
   
Dwelling on the hurtful scares and love wounds  
   
from our past  
   
   
   
I just want to sway  
   
as the music plays  
   
Get lost in the seductive verse  
   
after a stressful day  
   
Hurt free  
   
Low key  
   
Why would I strike with a brutal blow  
   
when I speak?  
   
I would rather whisper something more sincere  
   
seducing  
   
In his ear  
   
as he pulls me near  
   
   
   
The late night clubs  
   
He watches while I dance  
   
Like he is lost in a trance  
   
To return back home  
   
No disturbance  
   
No phone  
   
or outside influence  
   
Nothing that could ruin this  
   
   
   
The rose-filled bubble baths  
   
and the beauty of the moon  
   
as it sparkles in the midnight sky  
   
Not allowing this to end too soon  
   
Me  
   
laying on his back using my breast with the oil and massage  
   
As we talk and laugh  
   
   
It feels good  
   
to be treated like a woman  
   
to have that kind of connection  
   
A man who understands is about sexual freedom  
   
And doing me right  
   
Getting carried away by the moment  
   
Not about possession  
   
   
   
I live to be wined and dined  
   
To be kiss and hugged  
   
To hold hands  
   
To make love  
   
How it soothes  
   
And relaxes me  
   
Just to feel like a lady…..  
   
   
   
Escaping this judgmental  
   
mirage filled society    
   
and all its self-inflicted tragedies    
   
Just having him close to me  
   
is all I think about  
   
all I need  
   
Running away from misery and circumstance  
   
I'm going back  
   
to living for romance
Written by lmoses2 (Emmanuelle Monet)
Published | Edited 14th Aug 2011
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