Some girls want to marry in white,
I just want to be your delight,
To hold you, tease you,
To help you reach the height
Of satiated desire.

Some girls want the wedding gown,
I just want to go down
To where you wait for me,
Pacing around impatiently,
Full of ardent fire.

Some want the frosted cake
I just want to make
You moan with ecstasy
As I lead you, take you
Beyond your wildest fantasy.

I don’t need to hear your vow,
I just want you here right now,
Thrusting in me,trusting in me
To know how
To make you soar,
The passion raw
And unending.
As you moan, shaking
In blissful agony,
You call to me,
The Mistress of your Soul,
One who makes you whole.
An unquenchable fire
Burning in your life,
Leaving you reeling,
And feeling
An emotion
You can not ignore
Any more
When you leave me,
Returning reluctantly,
To your neglected wife.




Rosebutterfly 2003