In the darkness

(Shades of Longfellow)

In the darkness where lit matches
Show kissing lips and the know how,
Does he see how your breath catches,
To bring you to completion now?

It's been hours since your plucking,
Filled with soft, open caresses,
If you yearn before you're fucking,
His sure touch will start the yesses:

Yes, he'll draw you to the melting,
Yes, he'll find the hottest flame,
Yes, if he whips you, you'll be welting,
Yes, your life can't be the same.

Speed the lifeblood with the heartbeat,
Eyes close tight and, then, come scratches,
These mean thighs marked - oh! So sweet!
In the darkness, where the match is.