Salacious

 She found it obscene..

The things that weaved
around her mind..
When he spread her legs
and opened her up like
the delicate flower
she thought she was..

With intent to prove
She was not.
.  
He pricked his thorn
down her stem
Sweet nectar trickled down, and..
she became his rose...
Her cheeks blushed like
The soft pink petals
He folded away
She moaned
In the perverse beauty
of their poetry
In motion..
She kept her thoughts
In her head..

Careful not to taint
his moment...

He was Hades in the flesh,  but...
He was a Gentleman, and..

she was His.