Aphrodisia

His body filled the door frame,

Stricken with a flush of heat, and anxiousness

I just stood there

Eyeing his body, like a fine work of art

His tuxedo sculpted the bulge around his biceps

His hair, carelessly dangling atop his brow

What lies beneath?

Fixed on his eyes as he began to speak

His jawline perfectly cut, his lips round and soft

Now that we have exchanged vows and rings,

With a rough breath,

The move was instantaneous,

As his hands wrapped around my waist,

My hands wrapped around his neck

Physically here, bruised against the walls and between the sheets

Mentally in a world of aphrodisia,

The intensity and fervor exchanged between our lips

Like a spiced tasting whiskey.

A wave of oxytocin pulsing through my veins,

With an emptied tank,

We idled

Embraced underneath the sheets,

That are now stained,

Which before were as white as my innocence.

After tonight, I have changed