A Goddess's Power Poem by John Duffy

A story I must share

As I entered my
Secret White Room
Late last night

To relax and there

On my black leather chair
Dressed all in white
Laid asleep

Was
A delicious
Glowing form

As I approached
Its glistening seductive shape
I saw it suddenly

Shake off its
Mesmerising alabaster cape

As it revealed
It's inner true self
Before I chose to
Quickly escape

She looked delicious from
Head to toe

Her black hair
And sleeping dark eyes
Whispered

Of deep and dark
Desires and luscious places

I must be courageous
To visit

My inner thoughts sung

As my flesh cried out
And demanded to go on

As I approached
She stirred in her sleep

I saw
A sign imprinted on
The black studded chairs
Framework

The Seductive One
Welcomes you

Trace your fingertips
Across her crimson
Red lips

If they taste sweet
Your soul
She will eat

As I gazed at
Her now naked form

At a dark haired beauty
Above all worldly
Norm

I felt brave
And reached out
And slowly traced

The shape of her
Luscious red lips

As I did so
Her mouth suddenly
Engulfed my finger knuckle

Deep as she gyrated
Sensuously in
Her sleep

Feeling braver
I ran my other hand
Across her soft skin

And she responded
Like she demanded and
Needed a drop of
Immoral dark sin

By sucking harder
With her sharp teeth in play

They gripped my
Hardening skin

Her form

Now moved
Undulating
Like a lascivious belly-dancing
Queen

Made me wonder

What would happen now
In this lucid deep dream

At that moment
She suddenly rose

Her body emanated such
Sweet smelling
Pheromones

I felt empowered to reach
Out and replace my

Finger with my hungry
Lips

As I wrapped my
Strong hands around
Her so so soft hips

Strange music suddenly started
Playing as she whispered

Take me now over this
Black leather
Stud filled chair

A place where dark
Dreams come true

Don't you recognise
Me yet

It's me
Your goddess

The one you always dream of

Sit me on that chair
Kneel
And eat all you need
Before I feed

Only then
After that moment

Can we no longer
Pretend

For this Secret White Room
Is my lair

Just lost to all others
And hidden in time

Where you can always
Return
And I can claim you
Again and again

As just mine

As she sat in that
Black leather chair
Before I knelled

I can always
Remember
In that silent transition

In that very moment

I knew then
What all starstruck
Lovers all know

Once your tongue
Enters loves delicious
Fountain

Once you have had a
Sweet delicious taste

A drop of heavenly
Ambrosia

Your life with any other
Will just turn
To dust and diminish

Slowly blowing in the four
Winds and
Eventually going
To waste

It's
Why I always return
After twelve

As she stands naked
With that long
Crow black hair

Standing and just waiting

Before sitting back
In that black leather
Chair

And demanding
I have another taste
So she can feed

Before I satisfy
All her dark desires
And unspoken needs

I know deep down

She has power
Power
Power over me


Copyright John Duffy