Her Eyes

You may never see her eyes, if you did ….

Your hair like burnished strands

Eyes that change with light

as they see the world

in all its beauty

and rest on me

Luscious lips

Highland mist - red

glisten in the heat of day

or shimmering under

the full moon's threads

I am the hunter

You are the prey

Your irresistible scent

My primal call to slay

lingering on my tongue

My savage thrill

My quest has begun

I feel the chase start to build

for i will trap you

hold you

make you mine

Marking your skin

with passionate design

Pleasuring your body

and then your soul

Staring into those

oceanic pools

as i take hold

Soft whispers echo

through the night

A gentle breeze

that sets you free

My laughter weaves

its wicked spell

drawing us closer

both wild and in ecstasy