The Valentine's Day Lover

Past Valentine’s Day memories linger making me feel haunted,
I got divorced but loneliness isn’t what I wanted,
It’s February already and I don’t have a boyfriend,
Maybe I could find a last minute hook-up and pretend,
Hmm, one of these chat-rooms must have a treasure,
Someone in here has to be single and looking for pleasure,
Opening a profile, this one sounds hot,
Married, oh well give it another shot,
After about five hours of looking,
Hey this one enjoys walks on the beach and cooking!
Gay? Why are they always Married or Gay?
Can’t anything ever go my way?
Two weeks have passed,
Valentine’s is tonight, got to act fast,
Random chat’s and after many blind dates,
A spell book, let me tempt the fates,
I’m tired of waiting for a man to come to me,
I’ll just conjure one up to make me happy,
Casting my spell, I flip off the bedroom light,
A form appears under my sheets who will love me all night,
He’s not necessarily hot or cold,
But he is mine to have and to hold,
First I strip and crawl under the covers,
So we can play like we are lovers,
I close my eyes and lie back,
Anticipating his sexual attack,
I feel his breath on my thigh,
I spread my legs for him and sigh,
Tingling sensations run all through me,
I think to myself this is how a lover should be,
He then blazes a trail with his lips,
Up to my breast from my hips,
Stopping for a moment to lick my nipple,
Waves of passion through me ripple,
And continuing on to kiss my mouth,
I feel his manhood rubbing me down south,
When I feel his weight upon me,
I know my desires are about to be set free,
As he enters me with his invisible tool,
My body becomes his to rule,
Rocking my hips from side to side,
I begin moaning from this wild ride,
Penetrating me again and again,
Such perfection cannot be found among mortal men,
Switching our positions erratically,
He knows the emotions hidden deep inside of me,
Our love making goes on about three hours,
Many passionate peaks and towers,
Building to the final quaking explosion,
He holds me tightly in conclusion,
I nestle closer to him as I go to sleep,
His company I longingly wish to keep,
The spell continues until the first morning light,
That’s when he disappears into the night,
I wake in the morning feeling revitalized,
I glance at my pillow and am surprised,
By a red rose and a Valentine’s Day greeting,
Which inside read only “Thanks for the meeting”
© Cat