Wear something
A tangible sign of
Your surrender,
A private joke,
Close to the neck,
Not as close as my
Fingers pressed against you
But close enough,
These tiny gifts,
Offered and accepted,
Part of the polarity,
I give you.
A good girl rewarded,
A naughty girl punished,
Wear it today,
And see what I decide.
MB Blissett 