The Red Door
The minute you walked in, there was no time wasted. We glanced at the each other briefly before you grabbed me and pushed me up against my door, my red door. The door I opened to welcome you. The fact that a gift-wrapped bottle of wine was in one hand as you pulled my hair with other hand, was not lost on me.
You are strong. You are dominating. You are in control.
The challenge I posed was satisfaction with my clothes still on. There will always be a challenge. I gave you enough to arouse but left the rest to that perverted, over actively creative imagination of yours. That is why it is always so fun with you. You understand the nuanced art of how creative intelligence heightens carnal fusion.
I opened the red door and you walked right in.
Music mood: JJ Cale & Eric Clapton- “Hard to Thrill” – “There is nothing you can show me, that I haven’t see before..” (or is there?)
O in Wonderland xx