As my hands
Circle your wrists
Our hunger
Eats the space between
Us twisting as
We find our way
My power given
Voice and my
Strength no longer
Seeking apologies
Serves you as
You serve me
The freedom to
Surrender
To be taken
And shown
In my actions
How the only restraints
Are those that
You choose
And the stinging,
sweating
Play is where
You feel free
And each driving
Thrust is both
Affirmation
And release
Oh I’m so
Fucking drunk
With you
I
Leave
Marks
Fucking. Brilliant.
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Thank you so much. I really appreciate the compliment Henry
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Leave your marks on me, please
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Yow! 🙂
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