- Erotic Poetry
- Longings
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Click hereOnce I was a Sir's possession
Maybe even His obsession
Those days have come to an end
No longer can I name Him friend
His desire has turned to cold disdain
which causes some internal pain
Picking up life and beginning anew
Tis the only thing I know how to do
Searching for the one who has what it takes
sifting thru all of the wanna be fakes
He stands alone and waiting for me
This Sir who wishes to set my sub side free
Yes He waits patient as he can
wanting to spank this ass with His hand
The time will arrive when we can meet
His loving shall be ever so sweet
As He brings me down to my knees
Commanding me his pleasure to please
As I kneel before Him collared and bound
So happy to be by Him finally found
His desires are what I strive to sate
This Sir who has been given me by fate
No 24/7 relationship do we share
One of mutual respect and deep loving care
We speak of things we shall enjoy together
when He has me bound with soft straps of leather
I long to be where He rests His head
Neatly tied spread eagle to His big bed!
- COMMENTS
tungtied2ualmost 20 years agois plentiful, the words too much so. The rhyming detracts from the melancholy of the poem. Perhaps if you reworked, consolidated the ideas, trimmed the fat you could find the impact you desire. Keep writing.
