- Erotic Poetry
- fantasm Corset
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Tight as a fist
laced up the back
I am held
in.
Arms lifted high
I breathe out.
laces are tugged,
ribs flex,
knots bind.
Everything changes
in how I move.
bending down is
new and awkward.
Grace evolves.
A woman,
defined
by the sharp
inward curve
of her waist,
the flair of her hip.
I feel
feminine,
bound,
and claim
the word
beautiful
with a shallow breath.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 19 years agoIt is sexy to watch a woman put on a corset; sexier to take it off slow, one grommet at a time. Thanks, enjoyed ;)
Bridget69about 19 years agohow just the right outfit can transform someone. Nice descriptions.
WickedEveabout 19 years agoof your fantasm poems.
I just love this part:
Grace evolves.
A woman,
defined
by the sharp
inward curve
of her waist,
the flair of her hip.
