The Poet’s Fair Maiden

To be or not to be  
Hearts and Minds, a festive affair for suitors to claim the free    
Wanderlust for eyes to see    
    
A fair maiden enthralls her true beauty across thy land    
Suitors so gallant with offers of the hand    
Chasten kiss upon the lips    
Boring, boring, eyes adrift    
     
Mysterious presence, eyes locked      
As the clock nears midnight, tick tock   
Mmm, scanty whispers, stated among selves, a rogue in disguise    
Only men of honor have ever climbed between my thighs    
     
Handsome stance      
A man feared across the great land    
Flirting with danger    
Body to body, being seduced by a rambunctious stranger    
     
To my bedroom we go    
In my sanctuary, awaited passion in tow    
Lips to lips, blind hands worshipping my softeness real slow    
Rapture escalating wanting, needing more    
My clothes of dishonor hitting the floor    
     
Swept up in arms of shame    
Onto my bed, back arched in sweet agony, I moan out his name    
Reputation served of truth his carnal fame    
He’s sinking his girth deeper and deeper    
Womanhood under his pleasure, a keeper    
      
Into the night claiming my soul    
Marking, deflowering me for all to know    
Mind to mind console    
Virginal intentions, lost inhibitions    
Mind, heart, and soul under his submission    
     
Body to body, mine, is his    
Did one night under the spell of a poet’s laced kiss      
Brand me a Poet’s Fair Maiden bliss    
Look up to the stars, they will testify the potent poet’s gift    
The silken slip, the hungry dip    
     
Bodies in bed, frolicking in lust, as we laid to mate    
His destiny released deep inside me without the wait      
My climax entwined our souls of fate    
Binds me to his calling without any debates    
     
The taste of forbidden passion    
Close my eyes, he’s there, open them, he’s inside me, love is thrashing      
The night he came unto me keeps rehashing    
The Poet’s Fair Maiden