Satisfied

Spent

She lay there shimmering in sweat

Smiling in her sleep

Her slender curves hugged by sheer satin

And her lips swollen

From one too many kisses

Mere moments before

She was supple and radiant

Murmuring, whispering, begging

All the while falling to temptation

Wanting more

Angry she was getting it

She would have to soon scamper home

But for now

She enjoyed

Being wanton

             By

     Thomas Aiden