An Invitation

A soft hiss, matchlight flaring
Twin flames dancing on red candlesticks
Blue eyes stare back
From the silver circle of the looking glass
Her window to the unknown

To see deeper and reach beyond the reflection
To see past copper curls and black lace
This sight required special tools
Careful rituals

First the unveiling
Dropping the lace wrap and pinning up silky tresses
No shield left to hide her from seeking eyes
Slowly each full breast lifted, offered
Wrapped in black velvet cord, coiled, drawn tight
Biting deep, painting the ivory skin with a red blush

Slow deep breaths as the fever builds
Fingers gliding down over a long lean dancer’s waist
Parting naked lips, pinching, pulling,
Turning up the fire in her tight, hot tunnel
Making it weep for a lovers touch

Turning slowly, kneeling, head and shoulders to the floor
Knees spread wide, bottom high
Reaching behind to part slick lips
Dipping her fingers into the slick trail of desire’s tears
She spreads the lips wide
Iviting the unseen lover to step out of the shadows and take her

Take her anywhere
Take her everywhere
Take her where she has never been before.