Coup de Amour

Draped in white sheets
sustained against my model's stand
I pose you
Repose you
Possess you
Fuck you

Splayed and tethered,
your finger-bruised thighs
open to reveal raw need
wrists fastened to the mahl stick,
The pose of a woman taken
unwillingly

Face turned away in ambiguous modesty
Emergent desire to be had. Again.
Your body deceives you

Whispered words commanding shivers
hot breath assaults your sex
devouring you without mercy
as your need dampens my sheets