Taken

[GreyJack]

Taken

By GreyJack

The usual glass of white wine, the daring cigarette smeared with lipstick,
One leg crossed over the opposite’s knee, high heel dangling off silk-sheathed toes,
You sit imagining you’re Lorelei, Circe, Astarte, Medusa -- the magical fate of Man.

Your smile, you imagine, is poison to the heart. The sliding glide of thigh against thigh
Is the siren song to lure victim downward to drown in your pleasure before the discard.
It’s a dream, my dear. I can have you in shackles, on your knees, head bowed, wet.

How? By nature. How? By conquest. How? By knowing the deepest want in your soul,
Urging it upward like a drowning woman, to erupt between your lips with a cry, a sigh,
The whisper that you want to be: taken.

[good_girl]

I love it.

[~faerie~]

How? By nature. How? By conquest. How? By knowing the deepest want in your soul,
Urging it upward like a drowning woman, to erupt between your lips with a cry, a sigh,
The whisper that you want to be: taken.

Mmmm.....you read my mind. Lovely poem. Thank you.

[ladygstar]

Wonderful words.

[angelic.zest]

so sad im just reading this Beautiful poem TY Jack!! mmmm lovely!

[slaveangel{HM}]

Wow......