His lips fluttering
like the feathers
of a birds wing.
traced the curves
from her neck
and shoulders to the
softness of her breast.
It was Her softness
That burned his lips.
Desire blinding him
like car headlights
on a dark road.
Her pearls on
her naked skin.
the only flimsy barrier
to what lay beneath.
He knew she was
his addiction.
that if he entered her
she would consume him.
He would be enslaved
belonging only to her.
And he would be ruined
for anyone else.