Winter glow, cold metal chains
shackled limbs and wrapped waists
she put them on herself
He told her to
Drawn between, tongue-tied tough bird
sitting on links, snagged lips,
rolled eyes balls made to suckle,
sent careening off
Captured, held transfixed.
Slowly He made her open
They changed as the night
wore on and yet the
story is not yet told...
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