Come hither, little beast

By Lab Rat

Come hither, beautiful woman
Wither here with me, on my vine
I know that every layer of skin
Has a secret, hidden within
Something deplorable, something divine

A something tucked away she has to guard
Held in esteem
In solitude
In desperate regard

Such a beautiful little beast
Feeling the nip, the brush of tiers
Against the nape of her neck
The touch of masculine with a quiet word
And a please
Whispered smokey heavy words
"I can find your secret" a tease
Fear of something I can see
A torment
A turn, twirled in recluse
In reprise and revulsion
Promises of release, threats of ecstasy

The excitement, of being found out
The exhileration, forced to whimper
To moan, to shout

The thrill up the spine, arched across the layers of her back
Head lulled slack, and mane held tight
Gripped by demand, wanting
Need, and a touch of fright
Be damned if release isn't sultry
Sensual and costly, beautiful little beast
Come hither, to my table should you dare
Wither with me, as we feast
Sated on the banquet spread
Like legs and inhibitions
Left bare

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Copyright 2016 Lab Rat
Published on Thursday, December 22, 2016.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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