Sunday, January 3, 2016

Mine.

Clothes become acquainted with the floor
Leaving skin exposed
Nothing remaining but vulnerability as lingerie
Accessorized with trust
The offering
Brown and beautiful
Awaiting my command
Stay in this state so I can take you in
Save several versions of you in my memory
Before we proceed
Close your eyes
Remember how you feel in this moment
You will never feel, never be, the same again

Every square inch my territory
My home
Mine.
Let me in
Come every time I enter
Plead with me to stay
Beg me to go just to come again
Arrivals, departures
Destination my decision

I want you here.
Present and accounted for

Delirious from clarity
Delicious in captivity
Pour you into me
You are mine to drink
Mine to ravish and relish in
Mine to stain and brand
Bind, bend, bite
Fuck, grip
Have, hold.

1 comment:

  1. "Destination my decision." Good gawd. Well damn.

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