Alone to See

My arm is the piece of me I know today. It supports me when all walk away. My blood pulses, but can no longer be drawn easily. You grab my wrist and do persist. I see your eyes as you move around me. You are a constictor viper and I am the tree. You move down my chest, as I concentrate and feel my breath. It seems a little unearthly, but then you are upon me. Wolf is your contemporary and you lie me back and feel the attack. You, they, they, it is your way. I feel for real the oak inside of me. You hear a howl and know that it is me. My mouth is closed and I lie still. My eyes scream lifeless, but I can blink. Telepathically I call for you to push back my hair. As you thrust and grab my breasts, I see a light behind your head and realize you are zen. He approaches from behind and I slam him against the wall with my mind. It is telekenisis baby. You finish immediately as I scream and set his hair on fire. Baby, baby, I need privacy.