I can’t wait
to get you
where I want
you to be:
on your back
with your hands
tied & your
legs spread
eagled,
blindfolded
so I can look
at you with
reckless
abandon
& you can’t
do a damn thing
about it
I will take
what is mine
& have my way
& fuck you
till I am
spent
& you are
left wondering
what day
of the week it is
& whether or not
the wet patch
under your butt
is on your side
of the bed
or mine
I’m at a loss for words. Powerfully written…
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