My breathing picks up
when you swing your hand and in a second,
makes contact with my bare skin.
Your tongue makes its way
into my depth- with synchronized kissing.
Clouding my thoughts.
Snakes wrapped themselves around my body.
Tiny flicks around my ear.
My hearing is barricaded with
heavy breathing
and muffled cries.
Strong iron clamps around my neck,
constricting my breathing
and thrusts ever so violent.
My nails,
they dig into the sheets.
Knuckles turn white.
My cheeks are tinged,
with lipstick shade red.
Fast-paced,
synchronized dancing in compromising positions.
Sweat covered sheets,
strong aroma of love.
Hazy eyes,
deep breaths.
Chest heaving slowly,
as arms fall to the sides.
White sheets seeping,
when bodies are intertwined.
You whisper words of affection,
deceit.
And you lay there -
full from your so called love.
When all that really made you full,
was the knowledge -
the power
over my willfull submission.
