Exquisite Sin (mature poem)

[Whispered Desire]

Soft the smile in turn then
at your enjoyment
of that come here baby
and get it glance

or

was that a come here baby
just take me look
that the wild
valkyrie side of me
was allowing you to see

and then,
that slight laugh
when you feel it
lying there, behind desires eyes,

but you,

no

you say that you would rather
spoil me first, with pearls, and cream
so that they might glisten
when you listen
to my pout mouth sounds
until I then beg with woman/child sighs

to accept the lovely invitation
to sit there a bit longer
while biting my lip

and would I mind
to please wait
patiently
just long enough
for you to punish me

more.

Was it then that you noticed
did you see
these eyes, answering
slowly in soft whisperings
of

only if you don't mind
these visions of pale
in slightest of blush

to your suggestions
of exquisite sinning

again.​

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