Entranced by her eyes,
fixated by her thighs,
wanting to hear her pleasured cries.
Enticed by her scent,
Hormonal torment,
awaiting now for her verbal consent.
Hands, tenderly caress,
her breathing wont suppress,
I lay on the bed to watch her undress.
In loving arms,
inhibition calms,
and she succumbs to practiced charms.
Before the sunrise,
there’ll be fear in her eyes,
silently she’ll scream her lustful cries.
A new day dawn,
her clothing all torn,
and the mattress will be very well worn.
