Passion can arise at any time and by anyone ooh lala.

Her green eyes pierced through the opening of the door
He was not aware of her presence or even her stare
She watched him with pleasure, hoping for even more
He was having trouble finding the right clothes to wear

She breathed a little heavier watching him try to decide
As he walked from the mirror to bureau and back again
A noise, he quickly turned around, she then tried to hide
He saw it was nothing, or so she had thought, just then

The door, it opened abruptly, he then pulled her in
She, with a smile. took in the scent of his cologne
She turned on him, pushing him to the bed, with a grin
While whispering in his ear, he was hers to be owned

She made him pay for keeping her waiting as he did
Making him lie there, arms pinned, subjected to tease
He did not care, for he had loved when she played
As she was his captor who really know how to please

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Comments (4)
  • Fabian C on Sep 27, 2008

    Ha ha… metro fantsy. Really though, I love the voyuerism, but the very last line lets the piece down a little. “Know how to please” sounds like a 70’s cleche.

  • Darla Smith on Sep 27, 2008

    I really like this poem!

  • Kim Buck on Sep 27, 2008

    Erotic…

  • goodselfme on Sep 27, 2008

    Seductively written so well!

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