What the act of kneeling is to a submissive
Into “the kneeling” she slips, as if it’s a clear pool of crystal water; surrounding. Head and eyes lowered in respect; her core self and his control her perfect grounding. Relaxing into the realms of no doubt, no confusion; Hers, the yielding, his, the taking; theirs, the fusion. Though seemingly raw with dark passion on the rims, The center is calm as the melding glow limns Each kiss and...Read On
Added: 12 Jun 2013 | Category: Love Poems |
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Tags: erotic erotica desire bdsm
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