Dominatrix

Wrist tight Rolex with candy gems embellish the ring around his finger, I can see you're not the silent type.

Without hesitation he calmly walks near to me
Nearer and nearer until I feel I could die
"Dont say a word to me" I think " as I am not strong enough for this lie"

I am a ruby embellished woman with a ring of fire in my eyes
The same eyes that he sees glancing at his stubborn chest, as he glances my way
When I walk by
I notice the half empty drink and empty heart in his hand.

What is it about a man
That makes me feel vulnerable and sophisticated and indicted all at once?
The stare of his watchful eye?
As if I am the brightest star in the sky; as if I hold the key to a magic kingdom and pride tears them from their life in epic search of rewards,

I am not a whore

Symbolic
As timeless a journey as the classic tale of man in pursuit of woman
This ignites his spirits with vigor and somewhere that translates into him perusing by my line of sight, flashing his accomplished watch, he's met the worlds standards
Jawline clenched, shoulders tensed
Head held high
I see it now, the chill in his thighs

Cold beady eyes say you fear the world

You're not a man until I say you are

-Dominatrix