Erotic PoetryBodily YearningLaying by myself,
arms above my head,
I envision your restraint and you force yourself apon me.
force
force
force...
I laugh to myself,
how does one force the willing?
With that you do so well,
looking at your face,
the look of intent that makes every inch of my body jolt in excitment.
you are my partner,
my lover,
my master.
controlling my sense of plesure.
how does it feel?
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