It is an honour for you to meet me

It is an honour for you to meet me

He really believed that they worshipped him

He had all the toys that they claimed to desire

The chances of him facing competition were so slim

For he was holding the torch that would light their fire

Boasting a Ferrari as the car of his choice

A yacht moored in the marina as a lure

Ladies should swoon the moment they heard his voice

If they had longings or desire he knew he was their cure

He believed that he was the centre of every situation

After all his wealth was there for everyone to see

Always the same response for any conversation

‘It is an honour for you to meet me’

So many ladies swooned and then openly displayed

All that they could offer up for his pleasure

He smirked because then he knew he would be obeyed

Then looked them over as he made his measure

Until one day he made a big mistake

When he offered me a lift in his shining red car

I looked him in the eye and said ‘Snake

Just who the f*ck do you think you are?’

Copyright: David Hopcroft May 2023

Au Naturale

Au naturale

Rays of sunlight drifted through the gap between the curtains

The warmth awakening her from the beauty of her dreams

A night when she and loneliness had parted company

As she lay with someone who really cared

When warmth had spread across her body

The pain of domination was gone

That passive fear she had so often experienced

As men used her for their pleasure alone

Now the scene had changed

A stage swept clear of ogres that preyed

On the body she once felt must be displayed

Her mind no longer confused

By the instant desire to please

By the falseness of encouragement

To display more and more

For the greedy minds of others

Emotion was still there

But now the experience was new

She had felt the moistness of their union

Caresses that were tender and deserved

Au naturale at last

She told herself

How she had longed and how she had waited for such a moment

Distractions of exposure in media

So often leading her astray

False promises offered

Were but the shield as she became the prey

Now this was different

She lay back and stared at the ceiling

Reliving those moments of the last evening

When all seemed to have fallen into place

She reached out her arm

To feel the body she now believed was hers

Her hand touched then grasped the phone

She swiped

Then glanced at the screen

Why had she done that

Responded to one last message

Tempted she had taken the bait

The body was no longer there beside her

She had submitted to her fate

Copyright: David Hopcroft October 2022