The Touch Of His Words

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The greatest touch I’ll ever feel
is the touch of praise from his lips.
“My baby girl,” sends me reeling;
feeling pride that makes my heart rip.

“My precious one” or “You’ve been a good girl,”
makes me tremble for the pleasure I give.
Nothing is so important as pleasing my Sir,
having everything in my soul to give.

The most honored word of all fills me to the top,
The one he commands, making me beg him not to stop.
I tremble at the sound, waiting for the right time,
When he whispers in my ear, that single word ……. “MINE.”

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