Sweat drips down the side of my face
As I stare in the mirror
Preparing myself for what's to come
Trying not to think of the pain
You call my name coaxingly
Clutching the frilly white lace
I open the door
Sweat drips down my chest
As Flames lick every edge off my body
Preparing myself for the love
Ive never experienced
You groan my name
I moan in ecstasy
Clutching the sheets as my body
Feels this pleasure for the first time.
YOU ARE READING
If Only
Poetrya collection of poems I've written over the years that I wanted to share.
