Temptress of the House

Temptress of the House

What is this feeling?

I feel you, warm,

silky soft,

and yet hard,

at the same time,

holding me up,

surrounding me.

Your embrace fits the contours of my body,

exactly,

perfectly,

I feel comfortable here,

Feel it’s the right thing to do,

Being in your arms,

Snuggling in your warmth,

I don’t ever  want to leave you.

You’re mine.

Suddenly,

The alarm clock rings,

I awaken,

Struggle in your warm embrace;

No!

I must away!

I must flee!

Keep your fingers to yourself mister!

As I put on my clothes in the dark,

I gaze upon you,

Upon your perfect body,

Hear you,

Calling my name,

Calling me to come back to you,

Calling me back into your arms,

I halt,

I falter…

I HATE YOU!

O MY BED.

TEMPTRESS OF THE HOUSE