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Friday, April 4, 2008

My Mistress



No one has to know
What we did last night.
The flow of our weakness,
The bond between us,
Can remain tight.
Remain friends,
No jealousy in
This heart of mine.
The stars were aligned,
The shine of the moon,
The sweet gentle caress
From you still excites,
The swoon of yours,
The lights, the way you
Were on all fours
With that arch in your back.
What I had in store
Might of been
What you longed for,
The reason you relaxed.
Your lure, the inhibitions,
The cold touch of
Kitchen marble floors,
Your wishes, the sweet
Taste of kisses,
The one night you
Became
My Mistress.

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