His and hers.
by cricketjeff on November 19, 2007. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
Who is standing by the door
Rippling muscles six foot four
The sort of man that I adore
I want him
Who’s that setting me a test?
Middle thirties, lovely chest!
Although her smile’s what I like best
I’ll take her
Work my way across the bar
He’s better close than from afar
I wonder if he came by car
I need him
her eyes say all I need to know
You cannot miss the way they glow
A welcome smile I better show
I’ll own her
His smile could make me melt away
I grasp the table else I’ll sway
I’m up for any game he’ll play
I want him
Firmly grasp her by the arm
Keep My voice quite firm and calm
she’s a victim of My charm
I own her
Guided out into the night
Why is it I feel no fright
I stare at him by evening light
I need him
To My home I’ve brought her back
Hold her arms behind her back
her lips succumb to My attack
I have her
To His home and lead inside
Whatever He wants won’t be denied
But now I find my arms are tied
I fear Him
Ropes to hold her still for fun
The evenings games have just begun
If it turns out she’s the one
I’ll keep her
I cannot speak my mouth is gagged
I cannot see my head is bagged
I cannot move my legs are snagged
I fear Him
Cut away the clothes she wears
Shall I shave her pubic hairs
I love it when a victim bares
I’ll shave her
Cold and wet what can I feel
Upon my skin the press of steel
I can’t believe that this is real
I’m with Him
Smooth as silk, and hot and wet
It seems this lady’s ready yet
It seems that she’s the perfect bet
I want her
Hard and fast He enters me
My body’s tied my mind is free
Though i’m blindfold i can see
i own Him!
Never will I let her go
I’ll keep her for My private show
she’s the girl I have to know
I’m in her
Captured by the bonds of lust
No need to think of love and trust
Surrender is my only must
i’m for Him
Perfect feelings, perfect life
An end to living by the knife
she’ll be My slave she’ll be My wife
I need her
Now i’m tied up every night
i never feel an ounce of fright
i lust for Him with all my might
i won Him!
Author notes
I won a contest and the judge (WillAlwaysLove) asked afterwards for a poem to
match a fantasy. This isn’t a fantasy of mine, but it is an interesting
challenge to write from two points of view you don’t hold. No idea if it is any
good.
English