I’m wearing a scrap of lace It’s black no wait, too dark It’s white no, too stark It’s red like blood heating...
A lick, a scrape
Racing through veins pooling in places tracing a path into the unknown as your heart is waiting to explode with it’s frantic beating
I’m reclining on a cloud of heavenly fur in front of a stone fireplace where a fire is bathing in a glow that rivals the sun
my flawless skin
Firelight dancing along soft curves and taut muscles Silk and satin over delicate Sin
There is a look in my eye that there is only one word that could describe
Promise
and I’m looking straight at you I’ve laid myself bare A feast, a sacrifice one that I am only to happy to share with you Get close to me reach out I ache for you to touch what I bare for you
...to see
But before you can touch what you don’t deserve Watch me disappear in a mist