I am yours to take

See me now, here I stand. I am the vision of life at your command. I am the stuff of your night I am your passion and your fight as your soul takes flight. I am the beauty that you need, green of eye and sweet breasts from which you feed.

you desire me

Red of hair, red lips so lush mine is the body that in your dreams you  crush. I am beauty I am bold I am the body you long to behold. I can take you up higher than the clouds I can take you away from the crowds.

I come to you while you sleep I am the one you long to keep. You take of me every night you drink of me all my parts every inch of me you devour I arouse you through your sleeping hours.

When you awake you are alone. I can hear you gasp I hear you groan. If you only give your all to me I can set you free. Open up your soul to me I shall take it , take it all I shall suck it dry then into the the night I shall bear you high. Yes give of your soul to me I shall never set you free, but every nerve in you will burn, ecstasy will bring you an eternal high  I shall ride you, suck you dry.

sleep on

The Conman

Here is one of my earlier poems , a little story about a bad sad relationship.

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Give me your hand he said , smiling at me. He told me I was the world to him and my eyes were all he needed to see. His gentle caresses I accepted and returned freely, willingly,  joyfully alive at last, not being spurned.

So alone

Come with me, he pleaded  and gave me that smile , how could I refuse him I wandered as we travelled all those miles. He needed some money , he was reluctant to say. I had worked hard and had spare so what the hey. The things he would do in the dark of the night would loosen my purse strings and make my sense take flight.

He needed a suit and a new car, you need to look the part these days if your going to go far. I gladly offered, no, he never asked, but he avoided me when he was worried and I could not bare that to last. Our place, small and cosy was not quite right so I took another job and we rented a new place shiny and bright.

My friends he discouraged, well they were not quite the right type. He asked me not to ring them and sometime soon after he disabled the Skype. He disliked my family they were selfish and rude I did not argue it would of put him in a mood.

It seemed I was working  long and hard to make lots of money for his credit card. I had to leave early and eat dinner alone he hardly was there and never answered his phone. Each time I reached for him he turned his back I longed for his smile and cried for the caresses I now lacked.

I saw him and he could not lie

The look in his eyes when I saw him that day with his scantily dressed, teen aged P.A  though I tried to look away I could not help see, one hand on her breast and the other above her knee. The scorn in his look was more than I could take as it all fell into place and I realised he was a fake.

When I got home I slowly took stock  and I saw all the signs my stupid love of this man had blocked. I took my bag and I started to pack  tears of grief  flowed  from my eyes as I saw all his faults and all of his lies.All those nights he was whispering sexy delights  it was my bank balance and not my body he had in his sights.

He had stripped my bank account and all of my pride, now I felt naked and dirty with nowhere to hide. He’d seen off my friends and my family too the bastard had used me so well, I was at a lost as what to do.  I finished my packing  and and stopped my tears, that he would see me wrecked was my greatest fear.

I fixed up my make up and dressed to impress, that thieving two timing bastard was in for some distress! I put all my worldly goods in my car and tried to ignore the pain in my heart of a newly formed scar. I drove slowly and precisely then parked up the car then as serenely as I could I entered the bar.

OH! hello darling I sexily said as I emptied a bottle of red wine over his head.As his tart jump up out of her chair I smiled as sprayed some ink in her  peroxide blond  hair. Your welcome I told her but you mark my word he is a con man and a control freak and he’ll lie when he give you a #### so you are welcome my dear and I wish you good luck.

God help me, I was shaking from my head to my toe and as I reached the car I was screaming inside because I’d loved him so. But things needed doing and I could not waste time so I made a few phone calls and moved  my money so that swine would never again  touch what was mine.

With an ache in my heart and hate in my gut I drove myself away from him and his slut. I am older and wiser but very sad for the loss of the love that I never had had.