I was surprised when

he pushed against me...

I was enraptured

as he took me whole...

I was afraid he had

used me to hurt him...

I was relieved when

he took control...

I was a god looking down

on his beauty...

I was a slave to that

movement & passion...

I was his soldier &

doing my duty...

I gave my all with each

every action.

I thanked him for this;

his most precious solace -

inside him I found a world

of contentment...

Now I'm away from him -

is he being honest?

Outside him

I miss him

& I fear for resentment.

- For Andrew James Black -