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Sep 2013
Let me trace an arc of longing on the softest, sweetest parts of you.
Make the sounds that I will replay
Over and over again, every time I am alone.

Build a circle of seduction
With whispered explicits, your tongue, and your arms.
Let me climb inside.

Pull me closer.
Place your hands behind my knees,
And slowly, firmly, raise them higher.
Make me tremble,
I'm on fire.

Sweep my dress from my shoulders,
Let your fingers find
Bullet-*******,
Squeeze, tease, grind.

I will get down on my knees and beg,
I always will.

I will get down on my knees
Strategically,
Knowing what you want from me.

Make me helpless
And laugh, softly, at my complete
Exposure.

Tell me what to do, everything you want,
I will comply.
Free me from myself,
Enslave me to your will,
Make me cry.

Give me what I want.
Give me what you want,
Oh, please,
Tease, tease.
Amanda In Scarlet
Written by
Amanda In Scarlet  London, UK
(London, UK)   
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