I lie next to you and I gaze at
Your languidly moving form
The light of dusk, through the glass
Hugs your curves in the soft skin.
As you move, your body smiles and nods willingly at me.
I'm fettered to your bed
I'm tied to the excitement -
You crawl next to me and as your touch grabs me.
I hear you whisper about the ways in which my twisted goddess likes to be wild;
unleash her wrath upon me, until we orgasm,
time and again in the beauty of her stunning magnificence.
- Mohak G