Big Bad Wolf

I clung on to the words
from your sweet little lips,
entranced, enthralled and reeled
Little did you know, how I feel
the skipping of heartbeats
When you’re embodied thrills
If you would asked then of me
my expectations of you..

but we were restrained.
Bound. Silenced, by the
unspoken chain of propriety
In a world of virtuality
Just as I found myself suddenly,
less free to speak of my hunger
as you seek for a certainty
and I, the freedom without boundary

Would you take my hand
as I bare my mind, My body, my soul
be torched by passionate flames
Such mysterious emotions you inspire
the forbidden truth in your unbridled desire
and let our bosoms be there for each other
emergency hugs when our hearts on fire

For you are the little red riding hood
for the color I desire, as you stood
red satin flows smoothly as it could
torture or pleasure one’s manhood
beaten and bitten, a roughed horned bull
am I therefore thy dirty big bad wolf?