A Thief In The Night

A Thief In The Night
She came into his bed room,
Walking softly, without sound.
She watched him lying on his bed,
As she took a look around.

She didn’t know his name yet,
But she knew what she must do.
She came to steal away his heart,
Make his fantasy come true.

She quickly tied him to the bed,
His hands and feet secured.
As he awoke, heart beating fast,
Her features were obscured.

The room was filled with darkness,
No light to show her face.
As she moved along beside him,
His heart began to race.

She gently cut away his clothes,
And threw them to the floor.
Her hands softly touching skin,
Oh how he longed for more.

He asked her why she did this,
And why she tied him down.
But she just smiled, and kissed his lips,
And then felt her way around.

Her lips kissed places only known,
By those he knew before.
But this new angel had a way,
To open heaven’s door.

Her tongue explored and tantalized,
She teased, and played around.
And as she moved up from his feet,
His heart began to pound.

She found what she was looking for,
And held it in her hand.
And in the darkness, he could feel,
It making its own stand.

He longed to hold her in his arms,
And return the pleasures felt.
But as she bent to kiss his head,
His heart began to melt.

She sat astride him, rocking,
She kissed his lips and cheek.
The feelings growing deep inside,
His muscles felt so weak

His mind was now at heaven’s door,
His captor, leads him on.
No turning back, or stopping now,
As the night gave way to dawn.

Their moaning told the story,
Of where they dared to go.
Who was this vixen in the night,
He wanted so to know.

With his eyes still closed, and smiling,
She slipped away, and then.
His heart no longer his to keep,
Was stolen once again.

His paper bonds, released their hold,
And set him free it seems.
To search the world for an angel,
Seen only in his dreams.