Irresistible

November 11, 2015

Irresistible

Some certain scent you have
that makes my inner beast appear.
Some warm, melting look you give,
some lingering touch,
makes me want to lose control.

I can contain it if I want to.
I can push down the feelings
and later think upon you
while I ease my suffering
alone and shuddering,
your face on my mind.

I need to know, though,
if you feel what I am feeling.

Does my scent arouse?
Does my watchful gaze stir you?
Does your beast want to
come out and play?
I know
what I want you to say.

Fairy Tale

November 5, 2015

Fairy Tale

Don’t think I haven’t seen you
watching me with my drink.
I’ve seen your eyes flick over me
I saw the subtle wink.

But I’m not what you think I am,
I’m not a good little girl.
I might be glad to take you home
and rock your little world.

But I don’t want a fairy tale,
I don’t need a shining knight.
I’m not looking for forever,
I’m just looking for tonight.

So come on over, sweetheart.
I’ll buy you a drink.
Let you look, look your fill.
I don’t care what you think.

I’ll show you just who I am,
and you may fall in love.
But I don’t want commitments,
I’m not what you’re dreaming of.

Cause I don’t want a fairy tale,
I don’t need a shining knigt.
I’m not looking for forever,
I’m just looking for tonight.

.

Ardor

December 6, 2013

 

A marked lack of restraint
at last
here in private.
You know I can’t
(or won’t)
share my passion
out in the world
met by prying eyes,
but you also know
my deepest heart and
darkest longings
and most intense
desires
and you know
how I melt inside
when you do those things
in public places
and populated spaces;
a pressure to my palm,
a casual hand brushed
against my thigh
or a slightly possessive
posture, pressure against
the small of my back when
I’m laughing at someone else’s jokes,
as if to say,
“I’m here too, don’t forget
about us, about who is going home
with you
tonight.”

 

 

 

Hands

May 3, 2013

Hands

your rough hands
so experienced
how expert
that know all
about what makes me tremble
and sigh for your touch