Rodeo Star

On that hot
and humid Day,
how aroused I was
that it wouldn't go away.

Everywhere I turned
she was there,
her ravishing Scent
floating on Air.

I tried not to stare
as I saw her bend down,
nothing could conceal her shape
underneath that Gown.

I was highly aroused
as she could see,
only her touch
could save me from misery.

Its cruel to
desire from inside,
when no part of you
can hide.

My Heartbeat
was racing,
and longed for
embracing.

Images in my Mind of
Cowgirl Boots and Hat riding me like a Rodeo Star,
any bite Marks
I'd live with that Scar.

For it all to
be a riveting suspense,
as we ravished one another's
evidence.