A lifted knee,
hand on red ankle s(trap)
he shook his head
and with eyes said
Keep the heels on…
As my dress caressed the floor
I knew I could not resist him
golden eyes piercing through me--
his warm physique, dark mystique
calling all wild cards into play
~it must have been the leopard panties, with the ruffle
along the trim~
Needing no instruction
gentle kisses found their place
upon the lotus,
a celebratory ravishing
by this Adonis of strength and skill.
I will remember this moment,
lock it in a jar for safe keeping
place it in the panty drawer~
and tomorrow
I’ll go buy some more leopard lingerie…