why she’s so intoxicating
he can’t really understand;
she is here, and he’s a servant
waiting for her next command –

but that’s not the game they’re playing.
their game is much simpler still —
she desires to be wanted,
and he wants her with a will

but his want is tempered slightly
by a few scruples of his:
he cannot take their love lightly,
for to him, she precious is

now so open, so inviting –
it’s an offer he’ll soon take:
sensual dessert for two, with
love, the icing on
the cake

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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