Seductress Of Mind

You spurn me on
to do things,
to finally act on
those scenarios
that enter mind
when I am hard
and charmed,
those curves
and the imagined wetness

It borders on compulsion,
needing to place myself
in the enchantment,
to hear that sigh
as I push inside
our bare skin connected
deep and embedded

How can I not delight in
what you do to me?

Motivating me
in earned sensations,
presenting it all to me
with whispered traces
of past indiscretions
while locked
in the grip and the rhythm

And doing me
when you're not even here