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Click hereIn the crux where wanton desire
Meets unconditional devotion
A whisper is heard
Its throaty vibrations
Offer subliminal hydration
To thirsts deep within the soul
Speaking a language, all its own
Sensual, foreign
Yet undeniably aggressive
The whisper speaks to, and exposes
A naked parchedness
Beyond measure or definition
Taunting even St. Julian’s demise
Sweetly extorting, liquefying sane resistance
Into non existence
Announcing its power
Promising Liquid Life
Whispering irrepressible commands
My velvet fountain!
Quench me!
Flay, as a sword, yet heal my core!
Release treasures untold!
I succumb! I accept!
Forever and a day, Master, I shall yield!
I like the "feel" of this write. Worded just right, with spice. Naughty, but soo soo nice !!
From this poet a richly stylized expression of the birth of a sub's personna; needs and wants are melded and a new person flowers into being. Very nicely done.