Erotic PoetryLeatherLash after lash of
twenty-five leather falls
Of His braided leather flogger
Imprint themselves on my body.
His love
Imprints Itself on my mind…
And the cathartic tears that
Are released from my inner canthi
Flowing,
To release my soul’s torment
And allow calmness to take up
Its home, once more.
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