Leather Scent
Crawl
Here to me
My hand filled
With leathered whip
Snap down
To bended knee
Beg its tip
To burn my name
Into your flesh
Lashing at lies
Stinging truths
Cries of wonderful pain
Music as a gift
To my deafened ear
Tempt me never
Promise me never
Plead for my touch
Be it gentle
Or the brutal
Heaviness
My eyes blind
To your offering
My heart pumps
The scent of
leather
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