When we were

Such an innocent body, yes I wish to unravel, a beautiful, I envy your youth

Such beautiful hands that'll gentle caress me in return for this favor,

But they've been upon another, so I'll mark them as mine.

I wish to trace the large mounds of your breast, the flesh that sit heavenly upon my tongue, so uncouth,

So let it sit there as I explore lower, and thrust my tongue into your cavern to savor,

Such a young, and undefined wine.

I'll travel the wide expanse of your honey-blond hair,

Like an ocean I compare the wind expanse of you legs,

Like a river, strong, and yet weak, wrap them a round my waist as I sink deeper into you.

Does he know of our affair,

I listen  to your loud screams, and moans, and begs,

Does the husband know how I accrued you?

I know you live in that fairy tales place of the ivory tower,

I trace your spent beauty, wiping away the lines of naïve,

My mission to use, and hurt, to destroy and perplex.

I was heartless and cold, but your sweetness always reminded me of a virgin's bower,

I needed you, to make a connection, so I had to deceive,

But that connection was real, I loved you when we had sex-you were so innocent and complex.