- Erotic Poetry
- Burning, Bleeding...
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on knees i wait, its been years it seems
yet as the submissive i learn patience from grief
i see you every day, we mingle and talk
yet i long desperately beneath for you to top
your fingernails taunt me with the hidden promise
of losted control from the depths of my soul
your eyes when they glance sideways make me hot
you've a hidden danger within that i seek and want
if only you'd yield, the slightest and give me the strokes
i would be content to remain silent for a little while more
i long for your hand, the nails burning my skin
yet you hold back from me, the sub can not seem to win
your words when we met, the poem you exposed
made me aching and wanting, and i removed the clothes
exposing the flesh, that at first, you did taunt
and now i wait quietly, burning with want..
please... please... soon give me the strokes
expose the flesh to a reddish, burning peel
i want you badly, i need it all within me
your submissive is yearning, burning, bleeding...
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