Such beauty awaits us
at the top of these
crystal stairs,
I must think this through,
Do I dare?
A calculated risk;
am I willing to take this?
Yes, I am sure
The notion of you
dominating… penetrating my
senses with you
cloying masculinity
The obscenities that would
escape these delicate lips
if I sigh as you slip
strong, loving fingers
around my vanilla neck
and squeeze…
Oh please say you'll
allow me one quick breath,
then the rest is
up to you;
fingertips against ribs
teeth grazing breasts
What sweet agony is next?
wrists bound or
unbound
legs spread as if paying
erotic homage to the
east… and west,
as I lay dressed in
your vision of
willful submission
Your ascendancy is clear
I beg of you, Sir…
please, oh please,
never resist that desire;
that fire that burns down deep
that beast which threatens
to creep from your depths
each time you look at me
I weep at the thought
of not being rewarded
with fist deliciously
nestled within these walls,
of freedoms and liberties denied,
of everything you've been
given pushed aside by
reality and restraint
I promise to make no
complaint or cry foul
I want this from you
right here… right now
After all, she is Yours…
she calls for you, you know;
moans your name
even when muffled by
circumstances beyond
her own control
"Daddy…"
I, she, we… wait for you
at the foot of the
crystal stairs
I give you my hand,
will you take us there?
