Aphrodite In Velvet

In the smoke and haze I could lie for days Bound by dreams Of vivacious scenes A matriarchal mistress From Sacher-Madoche novella Gleaming eyes; a cruel smile Courtesy could not last for a mile Spank and strike, Dearest love and goddess Do not shirk from such duty Erotic and tantalising Bask in decadent moonlight By the wisp of cold wind Cure your sadism And sate your masochism Within piquant smell of leather Find your balance Between lust and love Dealt with swift blows so keen and easy All whilst recounting your sexual burden Unto lovely Aphrodite She is taken with vile passion And laden with fur and velvet

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