Mistress

Slow shivers down my spine
growing heat in arms entwined
restless, helpless, shifting pace
a look of longing on your face
your body yields its sweet, sweet flow
as I drink from down below
you writhe beneath my knowing hands
I've laid waste to your careful plans.
Hesitation, you turn away
though i draw you back to stay,
you gather my kisses, you ride the crest
you succumb to each soft caress
my body gives you, peace and more
I'm your lover, your queen, your little whore
My bed is your throne, our time, your reign
for a moment you escape your life's disdain
while you move inside me deep,
you're lifted from life's weary, endless sleep.
Then it's time, I know it well
each parting a brief, familiar hell
your clothes discarded, your tie askew
you die each time I make love to you.
but before you leave me, before the day,
you'll try to wash my love away
and yet she'll see me, in your face
Your never ending, fall from grace.