Willing Captive

Willing Captive

I see you pure and chaste;

yet no virgin between your thighs.

I feel gentle, giving hands

that grip so firm,

with purpose.

I feel soft warm skin

and lips that melt and ravage

at my soul,

and I know

you have me shackled,

but a willing captive

to your pleasure.

 

28^th June 2010