I watch you move with catlike grace
An eager longing on my face
Your eyes take note, and beckon hither
Obedient, to you I slither
A brush, surrendered to my care
Is woven, breathless, through your hair
I’m powerless to overcome
I knead you til my fingers numb
I need you as my heartache sighs
And feed you til my blood takes rise
I fulfill your every inclination
You welcome absolute prostration
But fail to match desire most yearned
Three desperate words, not yet returned
Whispered with an offered hand
Are met with but a smirk, “Yes, and...?”
LJI WEEK 8:
YES AND
An eager longing on my face
Your eyes take note, and beckon hither
Obedient, to you I slither
A brush, surrendered to my care
Is woven, breathless, through your hair
I’m powerless to overcome
I knead you til my fingers numb
I need you as my heartache sighs
And feed you til my blood takes rise
I fulfill your every inclination
You welcome absolute prostration
But fail to match desire most yearned
Three desperate words, not yet returned
Whispered with an offered hand
Are met with but a smirk, “Yes, and...?”
LJI WEEK 8:
YES AND
Comments
Very well done!
Edited at 2014-05-08 07:33 pm (UTC)
By which I mean, well done, but damn.