serenade

If I asked you to dance, would you? What if I told you I was entranced, would you allow me to whisper in your ear, Or perhaps spin you yarns of yesteryear, Just a little story to rest inside your mind, Something you’d recall when I later tell you someone’s eyes have never been so kind… Would...

I don’t want you to be gentle… I want you to take what you need… To push me down and hold my wrists above my head, Steal the kisses you desire… And let your eyes tell me you will be the one to lead. I want to feel your fingers drive me towards surrender… My pleas inconsequential as you multiply...