A Poem about Self Sabotage.

My fantasy lover comes to me while I slumber by the still cool waters.He always knows where to find me no matter where I try to hide.His desire for me is evident as he comes closer and closer to me.Without saying a word he bends me to his will and I am lost in his hypnotic erotic gaze.There is no denying him once he sets his mind on what he wants.A story written in poetic form purely fictional.

Another poem.

Playing an erotic game.

And she walks lightly on rose petals…