Free Verse Music

Flame


Lying on her bed staring up at the mirror above her
Making a provocative picture of a woman hungry to be loved
She ran a hand up her thigh pretending it
To be that of a lover
She moaned deep in her throat as her hand
Reached for that hush-hush spot
She rolled over onto her stomach and cursed
Herself for the loneliness she felt
She didn’t have to be lonely
Plenty of men were willingly
To share her bed
Some were so infatuated offering
Marriage or placated her
With the temptation of being
Their mistress
But she was tired of the game
She wanted something more
With substance
Superficial men were a bore
And boredom kills
Rolling onto her side she curled
Up into a fetal position
Her body was a blaze
How long had it been
Since she’d lain with a man
Throbbing inside wouldn’t let up
As hard as she tried to divert
Her attention else where
It always came back to that
Sexual fire burning
She was at war with herself
Feeling lonely desiring something
Of substance and the need
To be fulfilled
Darkness slowly settled around
The room
She liked the night
The enticing secrets it held
Reaching for the near empty
Bottle of Pinot Noir she poured
The remainder in her wine glass
Slowly sipping the liquor warming
Her insides making her earlier
Mood vanish
What was this foolishness she was feeling?
Reaching for her phone she dialed
A familiar number
On first ring it answered
Purring like a kitten into the receiver
She waited for a response
Smiling she ended the call
In the darkness she waited for
Her lover to come and release her
Sexual pain
Sometimes the need is just too great
And common sense strives after the wind
 Nature has to be answered refusing
To be ignored