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Monday, July 29, 2013

In My Dreams

In my dreams
I am at your feet

Bound prostrate
Silk stockings
Wrist and ankle

Of feminine beauty
Captivates otherwise

In my mouth
Salt of your sweat

You are not
To my struggles

Torment sublime
Breath of life
between your toes

Wry smile
Your lips
You contemplate
The next

Turgid tribute
Your wicked intent

A crop
Your hand
Welts on my person
your estate

Tongue unfettered
Salve a day in leather
On your clitoris
In your behind
Key and lock

to you,
I belong
As you take me inside

My soul, I know
Can not refrain

Now clean me
You bid
I do as you say

A candle
Sweet chardonnay

Say it
You adjure
I confess what it is

In my dreams

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