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Click hereLover, come to me now
Over me, my king, my mate
Naked, stretched willing under you
Your bed, your table, in chains, or rope
I am yours.
Your hands, so familiar with my body
Finding beauty in all I hate
My legs, scarred and broken
Rebuilt and hardened, healed
and rehealed.
Strong, true, by necessity
Because I intend to live
No wheelchairs here, no painpills
No giving up or giving in
I will live fully.
But beauty has never been part of it
Never. Ugliness is the norm
Thick, ridged, discolored
But - dark skinned and strong
Still soft
You, lover, make them beautiful
Your hands, like brands, running
Along the calves, the thighs,
Kneading the muscles
Stroking the skin.
You mind fuck me.
Before you ever enter the wet
Space between my quivering thighs
I am yours, body and soul
My master, my Dom.
Take me now, after stroking and loving me
After your eyes close and lips kiss
My lips below, gushing with warmth
Excitement, scent, fuck me now
Take my body,
It's yours.