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Dress Code


Dress Code

Thigh deep in her own silky submission
and posed in the way that He taught her
the dip in the small of her back
cries out for The Touch that will release her.

Buttocks raised, quivvering slightly
needing to be met by the only approval that matters
waiting for the sting of acknowledgement
that validates her.

She wears Him
like a mandatory uniform
proudly advertising
where she belongs.

December 13, 2006
© Mickey Moore

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