Wined And Dined.

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Plush pink silk,
Across my skin,
The satin feel,
So thick, yet thin.

Flesh on sheets,
Flushed at my brow,
Caught in sleep,
So restful now.

Memories,
They flood my mind,
Rememb'ring how,
We wined and dined.

And then the rush,
Hands tear at cloth,
Fingers flutter,
Alike a moth.

Now we sleep.
Now we rest.
My wearied head.
Upon your chest.

A stark contrast,
To us before,
And all you want,
Is more and more.

Yes, now we lie,
Bask in the night,
We'll share again,
Come dawn's new light.