"The Struggle"

There in her room, silk next to her skin,
She laid on her bed and looked over at him,
Thoughts she had tried to keep out of her head,
Invaded her senses as she laid on her bed,
His powerful words just would not leave her mind,
She had tried oh so hard to leave him behind.

Her mind was now shouting, "make him go away"
, But her body was saying "you want him to stay".
Feelings took over his firm hands slid below,
To the place she had sworn he would never again go,
Loud moans of lust now betrayed her own lies,
As against her own will she began moving her thighs.

The fight was no use. The resistance all gone
And she felt her own wetness, as his fingers worked on
His words had made sure she would need her release.
That she needed his body for this aching to cease
Slowly he entered, loving his knowledge and his power
That whenever he wanted, he could take back this flower

Wanting to possess her, make her soul and body his,
He watched her struggle vainly, he watched her fight with this.
Patiently he`d waited, knowing time would return his prize,
Despite his cruel unfaithfullness, and his many evil lies
Several battles she has bravely won, but can she win the war?
Or will she always end up back in the place she was before?.

©2003 LCB