ache

 
I burn with lust...ache with desire
I can't release the wanton one
she would consume me with need

out of control and bidden
my pulse quickens at the thought of you
pink swollen and pulsing respond to your hardness
you love to make me crave
a Sadistic moon becomes you

I bend to your will when you come calling
when I should scream no
it hurts to be this vulnerable

an open flower ready to be bruised--
your heavy-handedness enflames me
abuse my inner sanctum leave it sore and wanting
damn, you feed me just enough to stay faithful

your whore of fantasy--
who is seducing who in this play of seduction?
it is an art to leave one wanting more
if I'd had my fill I could easily walk away now

building in temptation...escalating in tempo
binds me ever tighter to you
demon semen lights the fuse
to my otherwise bland existence