Sunday 15 February 2015

Attention,
She demands , the class listens
I ponder
Into illicit fantasies

She looks at me
A Stare, from between her glasses
It invokes lust
Yet i restrain

My skin flushed
My pulse flames
Yet my face blank
Decorum, my mind chants

I could blink
And the eyes would sashay
Into a frenzy
Of her, biting her skin

I could see her heels
As she sets foot on my chair
Commanding
As if Ordering my submission

The head spins
I see it like a kaleidoscope
Each reflecting itself
I lust, and burn, pale faced

All i see
Her, all of
Yet all they see
Is none

I am stilled
In my bolted down craving
I wish to explode
Into stardust

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