It was in the bedroom where it all started
that Cynthia became my slave
gave to me the ripened curves of her body
slipped her arms about my neck
turned me on with a sweet kiss of passion
let me cup the orbs of her melons
ever so gently within the palms of my paws
from our bodies our clothes melted
like wax flowing down a lighted candlestick
until as naked as upon the morning
of our birthday more than twenty years apart
we lay atop the bed engaging in sex
like naughty bandits we stole from each other
the love that belonged to another
began an affair that would continue to outlast
even the energizer bunny rabbit
the torrid sounds of our intense sexual ecstasy
rattled my open bedroom windows
as we humped and rode each other mercilessly
right there on top of my unmade bed
for the first of many trysts in each others arms
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
The First of Many Trysts
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