Delivery

From TSade

Breathless anticipation of hopeful meat,
Standing in the simple cage.
Soft skin, soft breath, even a soft smile.
Filled with the delicate hunger of lust
And the growing joy.
I bring my pet, my meat, my dinner,
Across the threshold of her life.
Naked skin against my own,
Soft breasts and legs intertwined.
Moans against my white-splattered walls.
A taste of what to come dancing on my tongue
From the fire of heated passion
And aching moans of slick pleasures thrusting.
Too soon, the end must come.
My fingers and face and legs wet
With spent pleasure and endless hours.
Then, a knife, so very sharp.
Press against the helpless throat
Wide trusting eyes staring up at me
Tears welling in their depths.
A single cut, then a flash of blood.
Hot and pure and primal and hard
Splashing against my gasping chest
Watching the burning bright glow
From deep inside slowly fade in
That final orgasm
The tiny death
And I am very
surprised
that I
cry.

t'Sade
2006-02-03