the Seduction
Date: Wednesday, 8th January 2014 @ 12:57:06 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry
Contributed By: softerware
Young and pretty;
Smart and gritty!
She’s no lady of the city!
(Needs no paint to make her pretty!)
A country girl who loves her leather,
Lightning storms and summer weather;
We’ve shared walks and memories
of winding roads and autumn trees.
Huddled from the pouring rain;
In the sweet straw we have lain.
Still she mocks me every day;
And makes it clear she will not stay!
She’s my freedom-loving dancer,
You can call, but she won’t answer!
Toss her head and turn her shoulder;
Lucky YOU to get to hold her!
Swings her hips and walks away:
You’ve nothing that she wants today!
But I have sweets with which to bid her;
Knowing she will reconsider!
“I brought gifts, “Oh, Baby, please..”
(Begging now, I’m on my knees).
Warm and steamy, she approaches,
stealthily my space encroaches,
Brush my cheek with velvet lips,
Nudge me with a swaying hip;
I feel her breathing soft upon me; lovely Ladyfair!
She lets me slip her bridal on, astride her body bare,
we'll ride across our meadow, and on to who knows where.
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