More Than I Did Then

Rev. Lord C.M. Bechard


Notice of absence from Rev. Lord C.M. Bechard
I may not be around since reality loves to buckle and collapse at the most inconvenient times. I will eventually get back with you, once I conquer whatever is before Me making Me absent. But until then, wish Me luck, for I will need all I may muster.

I broke the skin with trembling teeth;

Sweet fire ran wild beneath.

I thought one taste would end the ache—

Instead, it taught my heart to wake.

 

You drew me close; the room grew small.

My pulse forgot its pace and all

The careful things I meant to say

Fell from my lips and slipped away.

 

Your mouth met mine. I lost the thread

Of every warning in my head.

Your hands were warm; my knees went weak.

I held you closer, cheek to cheek.

 

The fruit was sweeter than I’d guessed,

Its juice a bright stain on my chest.

You kissed the drop beside my chin,

And I forgot why we called it sin.

 

Come morning, walking took its time;

I couldn’t keep your grin from mine.

I caught my face in window glass—

That dazed look made me stop and laugh.

 

I’d thought the wanting might subside

Once I had held you through the night.

But when you reached for me again,

I wanted more than I did then.

  • Author: Rev. Lord C.M.Bechard (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 27th, 2026 01:36
  • Category: Erotic
  • Views: 1


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