Queen Bee

I read of faience within minds
where words would never tell
the secret liaisons of she,
the Queen Bee of sinful rhapsody

coupling eyes in union
she recognizes the stare
the glare of full lips
skillfully hungry
and eager

she, the nectar find
enticing the brave, bronze
seeking stimulation beyond
her name
boldly unknown to them

enclaved in mystery’s bounds

luring them to private delight
upon fallen knees
strongest arms, longest kiss

inviting sweet tongues of strangers
to explore her against whitest birch
gossamer in ecstacy of dare

caressing them Knightly
in slippery breath
heavy the scent of rapture

achieving desire’s throaty sounds
polishing her sensuality
leaning into invited warmth

her craving supped
her appetite tasted within the forest
drowning the wails of her contentment

Momentary
her pleasure

Compulsive
her purpose

To sin in broad daylight
To dance upon secret smiles

she hunts again
a willing tongue