I feel no heart in my chest as my foot shakes,
as if waiting for something to happen.
Watching closely at every detail of her body,
one by one more of her is exposed.
The churning of energy within me builds fast,
and yet I hold back just a little more.
Powerful longing for taking control agitates,
yet she does not look worried at all.
The rapid boil within my vane knows this,
her ego exposed with showing flesh.
The manifestation of what we waited for,
now being drawn out slowly.
She must know that I am going to hurt her,
by the way she bites her own lip.
The mask of kindness slips from my face,
ready to wield my power.
One last chance to test me and she does,
acting as if she is still able to ply.
My gaze holds her where I want her to be,
the smile removed.
This is our first time to exploit one another,
to forge my steal inside her deep.
© Jeph Rants
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