i'm a slave to your seduction
i bow down to your instruction
your playful insinuation
makes my temperature rise

i'm heated by our inflection
submissive to it's intention
your words, like soft whips
against my supple thighs

as you run your hands down
my thankful body
i feel the weight
of all that's left unsaid

your whispers serpent through me
like shapeless suggestions
performing an affectionate dance in my head


 
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