by Joy Laffenwright

I lie entranced, by the blankness
that occurs on my ceiling,
Hopelessly submerged, in thought of
the one and only man I will ever love.
When it's more than butterflies,
and better than lust,
Infatuation's not the answer,
and passion's at its best.
I become intoxicated at
the mention of his name,
almost blindly possessed
by a longing desire, to be with him.
I am totally captivated by his smile,
and beguiled by his charm.
His strength makes me weak.  
It prepares me, for a position
of absolute surrender. 
Surrender to his manhood, 
surrender to his masculinity.  
I am completely woman
in his presence.
All of my total existence,
would eagerly await the
sensually erotic caress
he so tenderly provides,
as I surrender. 

Surrender by Joy Laffenwright

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