the first word with you-
in the beginning and such
i cannot remember
but i feel the smile
and how my body reacted
bending with your whisper
and rising with your breath.
i fell for you
because that's what
i think a lady's to do
but i bit back
and that surprised you.

i remember mornings after
and the hangover of
what i thought was love
and you considered to be a good lay.

i learnt
after meeting you-
the control i had
even when you held all my cards.
my body and mask of innocence
are too much baiting
and far too seductive
to be anything but scandalous.

the hot summer nights
that sweetened into winter.
we still held excuses to not care
and yet continue.

a mild addiction
that would never say no
and never wish to be silenced into day.

-a.