Like the mighty Zeus venturing to his Hera
in Olympus, I fly the night sky to seek my
purple laced mentor and master.
I am captivated by your sight adorned in scarlet
red flowing silk neglige and tight black silken
panties with purple Egyptian lace borders. I take
in your measure as I feel my senses growing aware
of your power. You’ve enticed my flight with
words that cultivated the gardens of my heart and soul.
I yearn to feel the crushed velvet of your skin and
taste the dew of your flesh. I stand taunt to your
Medusa like stare as the reddened silk floats across my
skin and I smell the lavender essence waffle behind you.
Sweet purple lavender permeates my mind. You twirl in erotic
pose laying down your red while your eyes lock into my soul. I hear the
crack of your leather snarl through the air, and as if to drain the
magic from my body, your purple laced leather collar
and knotted rawhide lead beckon me toward you. Are you my Brutus
on the Ides of my life I wonder?
That impish smile tenders my fears as with feather soft strokes
your fingers trace my tanned body. I watch as your tongue slowly
moves across your lips as you pull the collar tight and fast toward you.
I taste the candy of your sweet red lips and smell the delicate fragrance on
your neck. I will not be your slave tonight nor will you be mine. We shall
both be free to explore worlds unknown and untainted by lack of knowledge.
I love how you play your vixen as your seducing moves flow magic back
into my flesh. I feel my promise growing and the heat of your black-
fires the furnace of my lust for you. You push me closer to your Egyptian
lacedborder of purple. I feel the fire of your mound flash hot against my face
as I taste your silk. You watch me smile as I fill your flesh with desires. I am
your Adonis, Hercules by nature, carved from the stones of life from whence
I came. You ushered in your reckoning and now your wither in bliss before
me. Fear not the ides of life as I fear not your purple and lace. Entwined in a
lovers seat you rock me fast and ride hard as you embed purple and laced
memories into my mind forever.
Rb © 2007
Be safe,
Karen
but the glories that come to mind- is so divine!
For you to mention Egyptian is uncanny, I own Egypt. styled Gold Necklace and bracelet (gifts) and lace panties too, thanks for the rush in you ensued in this poem! I asked of you! :)
My skin on fire!
Warm hugs, desires and Blessings, Warrior Lady Sweet Sheooxoo
As I breath heavily!
STay Positive!
Love,
ET
Beautiful!!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.