- Erotic Poetry
- Relaxing with You
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Click hereYou tell me to relax and, yet, you're here,
Gazing at me, so I soon realize
You'd like the robe - diaphanous not clear -
Removed, for you to view your latest prize;
As you saw me before, at the market,
Stripped in chains and ready for your bid,
Once you'd inspected - making me so wet.
The moisture made me blush, as you undid
Your pants and showed me all I'd get to know,
When I was yours to have and hold and fuck!
You cursed as you first entered. I was so
Entirely taken, I could have no truck
With any other bidder - so I sulked
And outstared insolently...
I was whipped
On the auction stand, watching you sculpt
That smile of yours - so cruel, my heartbeat skipped
And lost the regularity, bidders required;
So, you achieved your goal and took me hence
To this pleasure palace; where as desired
I'll pay my dues and be your recompense...
- COMMENTS
The beauty of this piece is that the bdsm is actually metaphorical but so eye catching as to seize the reader's entire attention. It's such a sophisticated account. I love the word choice. Warms me up nicely..
You don't have to lie on a bed to relax
Or even sit in a comfy chair
Getting fucked or whipped can also work,
How do I know? I've been there!