The Key

I know what leaves you craving.
The need you try to hide.
That secret wanton whisper.
A nagging urge inside.

You think the answer's lurking,
Between a stranger's thighs.
Or maybe in the dirty sheets,
That hold a lover's sigh.

And yet...you still lie aching,
Long after your release.
Skin alone can't free you.
It's but a tiny piece.

Come closer and I'll show you.
Kneel so you might see.
Put down that heavy burden, pet.
Submission is the key.