You ached to escape our boisterous world;
craved the smooth caress of porcelain skin.
You inhaled my creamy strawberry scent;
dreamed of the ecstasy that lay within.
You whispered your deep blue paternal words,
and hid that rosebuds were your true desire.
I resisted your masculine pressure,
but the lipstick boy ignited blue fire.
You had to exert your masculine strength,
once I released your pent-up frustration.
Firm words of confidence caressed my ears;
each whispered word enhanced your flirtation.
You tamed the wild bronco with your power;
I surrendered to your hard persuasion.
Allowing you to think you held control,
the lipstick boy welcomed your invasion.