J.Lee Posted December 24, 2005 Lazily her fingers traced over planes Scorching where ever they lay: skimmed As if his body were nothing more: less than Connected parts of a furnace; Ablaze, he sighs Discouraging words his eyes bespake As fingers: molded, stroked, a lighted a fire Where they pleased: to their content, satisfaction Finding sublime pleasure in torment; ashamed, he lays His passion re-birthed: his hunger un-sated Her objects of sin hover most temptingly above: His tongue held with brindled, utmost concentration Restraint personified, she smiles; untamed, he dares her Yet the fires of his arousal: want, alight they stay As limbs intertwine, wind most beautifully: most desirably As they ready: able themselves like dew petals of a noon flower Eager to receive the blessing of the setting sun; weary, he waits Submit she encourages: demands; her body posed wantonly As she hungrily seeks most succinctly his desire: he withdraws Panting loudly, his body immobilized unbidden; he shakes his head The cold water of failure douses her flames of lust; defiant, he smiles The pleasure of flesh: inexpressive as an unspoken thought She, Eve’s daughter has failed to bring another sin against man Hopeless; remorse burning; branded; carried against her full breasts She lays down: akin to the level of her morale: triumphant, he laughs He had mastered his desire. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
