Catching Diana

Catching Diana
7/31/07

Wade with me in the water,
or row with me in a boat,
then carry me across the field,
to a place far and remote.

Lay with me on the ground,
or chase me through the trees,
Carry me on your shoulders,
or sit me on your knees.

Hold my hands in yours,
or push them far away.
Tell me whether your want me to go,
or you try to make me stay.

Cover my neck with kisses,
or let me cover yours.
Such desire to caress your skin,
with my gentle fingertips,
Resistance in futile, so I let my hands go,
as they explore a world they’ve never seen or known.

They trace the work,
of some great power from above.
That not even the Gorgeous Goddess Diana,
Would be able to resist,
A mold so perfect and a soul so kind,
It could very well change the Goddess’s life.

Your rough hands made for work,
Are now as light as a bird.
You know exactly what to do,
to get me in the mood.

Compassion that lightly touches,
Not knowing what is right,
Sometimes comes out awkward or shy,
But I try again because it’s only if I want to.

For once not being told who to be or put down in life,
you make me feel as if I could actually be, all right,
and not all the things they said,

or the ones that constantly filled my head.
Making me starve,
and keeping me from the world,
As I hid out of fear from the ones that tried to get near.

Never having trusted before,
I took those fragile steps,
as you led me across the pier,
and I trusted you without any fear.

My succulent lips are set in a grin,
at the single touch of your fingertip.
Traced along my back up to my neck,
make me chilled even in the heat,
as goose bumps began to show,
from my head all the way to my toes.

We are lip to lip,
we are hip to hip,
we are body to body,
and we are one for one.

Turn me around,
to caress me from behind.
Over and over,
Bend me and break me.

Or lay me down and cover me,
as I rap my long legs around your head,
and bend for you,
like an agile cat waiting to be scratched.

There are so many things we could do,
It’s all up to you,
That’s what you said as you lay me on the bed,
And make me want more,
Till I holler through the doors,
And bite your neck,
Which I later very much regret,
Who knew such tender lips?
Such a bite they could inflict.

Lift me from the covers,
As my legs slide down your waist,
And my arms around your neck,
As you prop me up against the wall,
Face to face,
Now we’re moving at a faster pace…

Then you glide back to the bed,
Never looking backwards,
You sit down and I move my legs back,
As I cover your lap.

You lean back and rest your head,
leaving me on top,
as I slowly move up to your chest,
to play with your toned neck.

My body slides back down and I raise my hips,
keeping my eyes on you,
I begin to sit down,
and slowly at first as the pain gets worse.

But then it goes away,
and it feels so good to be with you,
so near to you,
as I take control but still do what I am told.

My lips rub your body,
As you gently kiss my nose, my eyes, my everything,
I lock fingers with you lying side by side,
As I ask you what you see.

You say I’m gorgeous,
A true Goddess in disguise.
You know my secret ways,
because I’m honest with you.

Electrified by my eyes,
and enchanted by my touch.
I can’t help but think,
you might not be just kidding.

The smell of your sweat,
and the heat from your body,
the smell of sex,
the sign of our play,
Seem to linger on me for days.

In a navy striped dress,
that only slightly went past my hips,
Tightly covering my curves,
as I pretended to clean with a broom,
that you took away as I told you I wasn’t that way.
But you insisted on as I fell into your arms,
and instead of making me clean,
I began to learn new things,
about you, about me,
about the things we both could do.
I never knew I was able to do,
the things you’ve gotten me already to do.

A seductive glance,
or a quick pat on the ass,
As we stand in the store or your Mother’s living room floor.
Clever and quick,
Someone I can’t resist,
Charming and Determine,
One of a kind.
Well you’d have to be,
To get Diana down from the trees,
And away from the hidden valleys,
Where she use to hide,
Till you came into her sights,
Making her see that the true treasure wasn’t hidden in the valley at all,
But in the steps of the one she followed out,
Into the world no longer a scared little girl.