She was always careful,
always precise
pleasant to strangers,
breezy and nice.

I expected a school girl,
with kisses delicate
I never imagined a forest fire
when a candle was lit

Once the lights were extinguished
and her drink I did stir
a beast was unleashed,
her passion spectacular.

The night was a whirlwind
up down and around
I found several bruises
when I woke on the ground

One thing I remember
an image quite clear
her eyes wide open
on the edge when she was near

I asked the next morning
when demurely she ate toast
where did that lover come from?
what did you enjoy most?

She said not a word
but smiled like a saint
if I told you the rest
I'm afraid you might faint.

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