Erotic PoetryAll Chained UpAll chained up with no place to go
Misplaced breasts revealing
Photographs of real life wicked ways
Penetrating my playful side.
Pretending this is only a game
Captive within the yarn
Pulled from your hands
Purring as you sweater unravels.
Dance this mark my fetish lovely
Dressed in vinyl from nipple to thigh
Bound with a whiplash to a pedestal
So above you miss me in your sight.
Not my kind of this is pissing game
Announcing my retirement
My imagination is your property
Constricted and squeezed tightly.
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