Some other day

I won't let a single thread on your flesh

Will parade you naked

All over the house

And take you

Everywhere

I will rule

And make you my slave

Drag you on my lap

And suckle your pendulous breasts

Till your buds bloom

To my taste

I will slither my fingers

To your moistness

And play

Till you look into my eyes

And say, I want your power 

There

I am not ready yet

So I order you to saunter

Your jiggling posterior

Those thundering thighs

The crescent moon on your waist

You were a sight!

I shove you on the wall

Clutching your tresses, as my reins

I nudge my turgidity

Into your cleavage

You beg me to enter

I pull you around

And say, you will die

But some other day!

©LR