tagErotic PoetryAt His Whipping Post

At His Whipping Post


Oooo Lawd!
'ave I been struck by lightenin'?
Boy make my jaw slack
till my back blades kiss.
We lost our religion in these linen sheets
He already onto something new.
How is it I can hear you speak to me,
Feel you enter me,
When you ain't even in the room?
Im skin hungry and I need your touch!
Command and punish me-
No one else whip will do.
Craft me into your favorite courtier.
Teach me with your tongue.
Then drink greedily from my God given chalice,
As I pour out gratitude.

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