Mistress

Green eyes tear,
looking for love,
but white hot pain,
passion, find me instead,
my breath ragged
with desire as you trail
fingers down my side,
as you flutter your
tongue against my heart.
Kneeling before me,
you spark hot embers
of delicious silky need.
I sob with this singular
want swirling inside me,
searching for a future in
your blue eyes, but
seeing none.

Love, Jody