Manifest Destiny

 

Knight Takes Queen

 

Anal Conquistador

 

Forbidden terrain now explored

Sacred lands, now invaded. 

Her borders violated.

Defenses laid to waste.

Resources consumed. 

The marauder welcomed and even celebrated.

Trace of Virtue

 

The wedding band you wear on that finger has left a trace of your vows.

Even though you remove it, there is always a residual mark. 

You can’t hide that you belong to another, yet give your body to another man.

His skin was rich in color and flavor

 

Part of his game now

 

He’s her oxygen, and she needs a deep breath

 

Agony of falling through thorns to reach the roses

 

Deep & rich tones paint her delicate porcelain skin

Brush strokes of his animalistic lust color her ass

Once so soft and smooth, now marred, broken

Sweet dull aches turn to stinging pain and heat

Her body felt on fire from the smoldering passion

Desire and obsession burned from his eyes 

She craves his marks and the bruises to come

Wearing them hidden and secret just for herself

Memories of forbidden desire, peace from surrender