sated blush

 
disingenuous feeling assaulted my sacredness
it hurts to be toyed with
I weep enchantment
precious tears of honesty
my soul clear of guile

I didn't mean to love you

but I do inside your quiet brooding storm
I love you in exhales and sighs
in late night whispers
and forget me knot flowers
he loves, he loves me not

I can't help myself

when you look my way
with that stern expression
my hands reach for my blush
greedy need swallows my pride and washes me away
lust speaks for me and I submit to your rules
uttering can I please
my swollen desire more than I can take

I beg

pleading you to push me over
deep into the abyss
pleasure rushing over me
you are my conqueror of passion's play

I am your woman sated