Sunday, October 30, 2011

Sultan's Gift (goddess only knows when I wrote this)

come to me
on the nights breeze
carress my skin
velvet to your touch
slide my hands
above my head
bind them there
on your soft spoken 'no'
come to me
on the nights breeze
carress my breasts
as they are ripe,
ready for your touch
test the nipples,
dark and flushed
peaked for only you
to lick or suck
Come to me
on the nights breeze
travel lower where
my navel waits
feeling your heat
where I want it to be
teasing so gently
the treasure box
come to me
on the nights breeze
using your only key
slide open your box
and claim what has always been
yours
my sultan
my master
my love

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