Vixen

 He called me first
and I fell hard and fast.
I stuggled to let go
of my darkened past.

I seduced him...
(I am sexually sly)
by sucking and fucking
I made him high.

I would have sold my soul,
for just one day
To open my legs
and invite him to play.

although our fuck
was a word on a page
it became amazingly real
at every stage.

I adored his mind
and imagined his cock
inside me always...
hard like  a rock.

I wanted this man
in every way
together in Spirit
day after day.

My fatal past
constantly near....
froze me in time
created fear.

I tried to run,
hide from my desire
to fuck him,
to love him,
to flee this fire.

The vixen I am
turned on me,
I knew my body
would never be free.

Scars on my cunt
pain in my eyes
He would see it all
we would lose our ties.

In the end he would see
my crippled soul
and the vixen in me
would take its toll.

His warmth gone,and his cock now soft
Words on the page
fading to black
Alone now with my past,
I circle back,
knowing this fuck could never last.