I felt your fascination, your surrender

BEDROOM EYES

i watched you across the room
devouring your beauty with dark eyes
that spoke to you in hushed whispers
of covert moonlit rendezvous
and candlelight nights of love
eyes that questioned your cravings
and pledged to ravish you, soul and body
intense eyes that would not be denied
or detained in their pitiless purpose
eyes that shouted, “you will be mine”
and would allow no objections

i felt your fascination, your surrender

slowly dark eyes savored the fire in yours
and the smooth terrain of lady skin
each curve tenderly undressed, caressed
with the expertise of experienced eyes
the blush rose over your shoulders
into your pulsing neck and lovely face
your nipples so obviously aroused
beneath the sheer silk of your blouse
drops of sweat escaping
down the hollow of your throat
your hand moving to wipe them away

you felt the imaginary pressure

of cords tightened against your wrists
and pulling your ankles far apart
you were at my mercy in your mind
for bedroom eyes had laid you down
in imagination only with heated anticipation
of each forbidden touch, kiss, lick
each thrust of power deep within you
you felt your satiated bare beauty lounging
in the enveloping warmth of our afterglow
across the tangled torn sheets of my brass bed
as you wandered beyond dark windows of my soul

© 1/3/2006 Don Juan Amante

Besame Mucho