Her Reflection in the Mirror

on a cold windy night
just after a bath

combing her wet hair
the color of sunset
thick to the small of her back

eyes of rose colored crystal
lips of a warm winters twilight
full and moist
loving the way they part just the tiniest bit

a perfect neck
narrow and sleek
the indention at the collar  
with the faintest vein
some would not like
what others see as imperfection
I see as endearing and unique

her full breast
the color of strawberry cream
smooth like a whisper
they sway as she breaths
her breathing makes hast

her nipples
they harden and stand
to the tune of her breath
her desire inside her
is knocking
coming to play

setting the brush aside
both hands glide down her waist
chill bumps standing
between her legs she teases
she gasps as she enters
spreading her thighs to get deeper
she hurries her pace

it's been so long
and she's lonely
she needs this release

she usually doesn't do this
because of the guilt
so when she does it's because her heat burns
and can no longer wait

her orgasm is magnificent
the face she makes
one of sweet pain
her body trembles
riding the pleasure
the pleasure she hates

I wish I could speak
and ask about her day
I'd tell her I love her
that I will protect her
that everything will be okay

but I can't
I'm cursed
I can't speak a word
all I can do is watch her
and love her
as she looks at her reflection in the mirror
her reflection in me
Written by eelunphetmoore
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