- Erotic Poetry
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A sweet caress, a lick of the lash
You, my Master are teaching me.
i have learned much at your hands
Yet still i am not what i would wish to be.
The pain flares ever brighter
Tears stain my cheeks and flow down my chest.
Still You wield Your whip not any lighter
You demand my will, my all, my very best.
You play my soul like a long lost drum
To the rhythm of my screams and pleadings.
The beat of my heart is such that it thrums
And You urge me to seek that release.
The freeing of my mind and soul
To the place where You are all i need to know.
In an instant that crystalizes
The battered walls of my mind break down.
You never stop as You realize this
i cannot cease until You command.
You have my will, and i am Yours
Never more, to be my own.
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