She lured him towards his misery
Arousing baits of lust
Wrapped in lace
And those sultry looks
Breathless nights of intense passion
She shivered as his fingers grazed on her skin
When he untied the laces
of her Corset and watching it drop
On the wooden floor with fashion
The stalking holder on her waist
Had him wanting to bite the soft skin
And leave his mark on her,
Claiming her as his
But the erotic romance ended before
It could start, the callous heart
Of the vixen he thought was a star
Fallen to his fate he couldn't blame but
Himself, for he had known
She was never his
The sweet charade was a mask
She wore, to get back to him
For what he had thought was forgotten in the past
YOU ARE READING
Silent Cries Of The Night
PoetryIt's a collection of few poems that I've written . The story book cover picture I took from Pinterest. Readers are welcome to share their thoughts and ideas.
