Anniversary – Sweet Surprise

The face I love is sculpted fine
With laughter lines
With gentle mirth
The face I love to love is mine
To kiss all night
To kiss ’til light
The hands I love are firm and sure
From kneading dough
From carving meat
The hands I love are cruel and pure
When teasing me
When pleasing me

His hazel eyes so warm and sweet
Yet mischievous – tonight’s a treat
A year survived, we celebrate
I’m dressed for sex, my corset tight
He loves me thus – his eyes are bright
With hunger I can’t reciprocate

He kneels me down before the bed
Arms spread wide
I’m crucified
And takes a scarf of silken red
To blind my eyes
(This isn’t wise!)
His sharp command is ‘Open wide!’
I must comply
(I want to cry)
And helpless thus he thrusts inside –

Fresh cream…

Black Forest Cake!
What joy! What bliss!
We whisper love…
We laugh. We kiss.

About Frank

A Sci-Fi & Fantasy author and lyrical poet with a mild obsession for vampires, succubi, goddesses and Supergirl.
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