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I await him, naked, head bowed, kneeling With leather and rope he binds me tightly Deft hands’ feather touches send me reeling Melting candles ready, burning brightly He blindfolds me then gags me with a bit And through the darkness, slowly I am led To a place where in pleasure I shall sit ‘til ecstasy claims me upon the bed He’s summoned the small death from me thrice now Three rounds; it does not end with my pleasure “You’ll take and like what I give you,” he growls We’re done when he pleases —at his leisure After all the teasing, pleasing, and pain We collapse together —one, once again
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Mar 1, 2021
Mar 1, 2021 at 5:53 AM UTC
Sonnet For Meditation
I await him, naked, head bowed, kneeling With leather and rope he binds me tightly Deft hands’ feather touches send me reeling Melting candles ready, burning brightly He blindfolds me then gags me with a bit And through the darkness, slowly I am led To a place where in pleasure I shall sit ‘til ecstasy claims me upon the bed He’s summoned the small death from me thrice now Three rounds; it does not end with my pleasure “You’ll take and like what I give you,” he growls We’re done when he pleases —at his leisure After all the teasing, pleasing, and pain We collapse together —one, once again
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Oklahoma City
Mar 1, 2021
Mar 1, 2021 at 5:53 AM UTC
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