Black Satin

We both know
how much I respect you
as a woman
as a lover
as a friend

how many nights I’ve spent
gently caressing your face
gazing into your eyes
slowly, tenderly making
the sweetest of sweet
love to you

so please don’t be offended
if when I’m taking you from
behind
I grab your hair
ram your face into the pillow
and make you tell me
who’s pussy this is

I know that technically
it’s yours
but the fact that you’re willing to share
so freely
and deeply
leaves me a bit confused on the whole
ownership issue at times
especially in the heat
of the moment

And don’t take it personal
if I slap that ass
a little too hard sometimes
you might find it degrading
but it really turns me on
to leave my handprint
on both your heart
and your ass
and the thought of you waking the next morning
in a little bit of pain
and a smile across your face
as you run your hand
along the soft, sexy curve of flesh
I so love to palm
is just an added bonus for me

And if I call you a nasty little bitch
as you roll your soft tongue
across my balls
well, i’m probably just saying it
in my head
and the fact is you do it so well
that it just slipped out.
I don’t mean to disrespect you
so please don’t be upset
but more importantly

please

don’t

stop

And there’s no need to be
disgusted
if while you’re giving me
a blowjob
I tell you I’m about to come
and I want you to taste it
I want you to swallow every last drop
And if I grab the back of your head
force myself into you
It’s not just about ego
(or maybe it is)
but I only want to leave a part of me
with you
on you
inside you…

and yes,
I will still respect you
in the morning.

Posted in Erotic Poetry
Tags: erotic, feminist, love, poetry, sex