AWARE

By Lef Thander

Every man in the room is aware of you,

As they stand with their wives, … glancing … whilst drinking

And each one of them is acting a part

Because I know what they are thinking.

How they'd like to be standing in front of you

In the dimly-lit hallway when everyone has left,

Clumsily fumbling with the knot behind your neck

To release the ties of your black back-less dress

So that the top slides down to reveal your unconstrained breasts

Which they cover with their eager mouths.

Tentatively reaching around your slim waist

To free the clasp below the arch of your back,

So that your dress slips slowly towards the floor

To reveal your black suspender belt and stockings, 

Then silently catching their breath at the glimpse of your power

As they kneel to worship before you.

And you stand above them on stiletto heels

Allowing them to grovel like the dogs they are,

Burying faces in the hollow of your scent

As their teeth tug at your black silken panties,

Knowing that what they desire will never be satisfying

When they can only imagine it. 

Every man in the room is wary of me,

As I stand alongside you, … silent … unblinking

And they know that I’m not acting a part

Because they fear what I am thinking.

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