Love Poem: Private Club

Private Club

I see you standing there
 A look upon your face
One that is so rare
 And needs no erase.

I stand close to you
 Lean up and press
My quivering lips into
 Yours with loving caress.

I feel your heart beat
 Under my palm
Knowing this sweet
 And utter calm.

I feel your very touch
 And your kiss  has stole
My very breath as such
 Right down to my soul.

I rake my nails 
 Along your spine
Knowing what this entails
 And you emit not a whine.

Your eyes are full of fire
  Full of hungry Lust
And a Wanton Desire
 And also full of Trust.

You want the pain
 You want the pleasure
The elation you cannot contain
 For your known Treasure.

I take you by your collar
 And to our room we go
Where I know you will holler
 And our passion shall flow.

You will not resist
 For this our private club
The one we both insist
 On being Mistress and Sub.