She wants for me to
Belong to her, I
Want to be my own
She wants for me to
Belong to her, I
Want to be my own
With trembling hands I
Part your innocent
Thighs and drink deeply
I’ll chisel away
All the parts of you
That aren’t really you
I would bear the brunt
Of your tart tongue just
To kiss your sweet lips
I tell myself that if I
Could hold you for only a
Moment more, I would be healed.
I search through this dry dusty
Life like a miner, seeking a
Glint of diamond in dusky
Coal. When first I laid eyes on
That supple young wife, any
Decency left in my heart
Was snuffed like a candle in
A storm. Tender and trusting,
She came to my bedroom and
Her bodice was open, I
Lapped at her breasts which tasted
Of sweetness and beauty and
Youth. I ravaged her and brought
The beast from within with her
Skirts flying upwards we came.
Would I could keep her but we
Heard her husband come calling,
Till next time, my redemption
I know not where you stop and
I begin, somewhere beneath
The skin, pulsing, yearning lust.
I will paint you from
The palette of my love, wash
You with the red of
My mouth, prime with the
Pink of my caress, fill you
With the purple of
My passion, fix you with the
Warmth of my embrace.
Oh, if only I
Could give your sweet little ass
A tappity tap