The Secret by SK Thompson

The Secret

By SK Thompson


He slipped his foot into her stiletto
Breathless pleasure
Purr of delicious ecstasy
His milky white skin
sapphire veins
Cutting the surface of a clever arch
He stood taller
Back arched into a feline curl
He felt his hips turn to molasses
Dripping slowly to the left
And slyly to the right
His broad shoulders melting into 
A quiet whisper
Come hither
Her long black wig 
Silk drizzling down 
Grazing the small of his back
And his heart broke with
The beauty of the woman
He hid in her shoes.
The fire of shame
Of his secret pleasure
Consumed his light
As he stood in the mirror
Watching hot tears cut 
His blush into a blood river.


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 About the author: SK Thompson is a scribbler, painter, whiskey connoisseur, and lover of pink starburst. IG: @moonrosegypsy

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