Feet
Finely boned and nails of red
Enticing me to kneel and start
Eagerly I bow my head
To kiss your toes and heat your heart
Adoration
Alone all day I think of you,
Dreaming what the future brings.
Obsessing over some issue,
Remembering those intense lashings.
Aching joints and black and blue,
Thinking of the cane that stings.
Intensely craving some taboo,
Of flogger thuds and a wand that sings.
Neck devices are like wedding rings.
Saturday, June 14, 2014
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