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Saturday, 20 June 2015

Have Mercy...

In your strong sapphire blues I swim beguiled
Lost in translation; alone in your smile
Your sanguine lips cause me to bite my own
A king before me... I melt in your tones

Golden tousled locks fall about your brow
I heed your command... to you I will bow
I'm at the mercy of your every whim
With great precision you bind, tight, my limbs

I'm intoxicated by your prowess
I watch you nervously as you undress
Bronzed chiselled Adonis, before me stands
In anticipation... I clench my hands

© Debbie Razey 2015

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