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Rated: XGC · Poetry · Erotica · #2040228
The wonder of it all...
As my arms and legs stretch, so stretches my soul.
Eyes bound blind, giving limitless vision to my heart.
Muscles flexing, trying my bonds,
Awaiting your touch, be it harsh or fond.
Your touch is what I crave all night and all day.
When you keep me waiting long enough, the madness comes
that lights every nerve, every synapse, that makes me sense your entry, the warmth of your body from however far away.
My mind orbits you as you approach. I cannot see you with my eyes, but my soul finds the heat of you.
Start with the wheel, pricking my breast,
Next with the ice, taking my breath,
Then with the wax you drop on my skin,
Finally the lash to wish me to sin,
Take me, fill me, Master of mine
For I am yours 'till the end of time.
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