Poem: Temptation

She called him a devil
Not for the evil he had done
But for the temptation he offered
Sweet desires that dripped with lust

Poem: Restrained Art

Sitting on the edge of anticipation
And the bed she undoes her heels
Pulls up her stockings falling
Back onto disheveled sheets of silk
Perfumed smelling of roses
Here she undresses piece by piece
Waiting for him to take his piece