Words

Words came first peeping through a key hole,
then knocking at the door..
I granted them permission
exercising my only control.
Sudden surge of power in powerlessness
An exigency, though, it comes with a cost.
But I do not lose such moments.
I adorn them with pleasure and pride.
They leave a deep ecstasy inside.
A short escape that is worthwhile.
In an instant the Cinderella becomes the queen.
Secretly though, within.
It is the shy nude that comes out
in its purest form, magmatic and hot to the core,
as it shoots up to the fore...