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By Taboo Date: 2001 May 11 Comment on this Work [[2001.05.11.13.41.12914]] |
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Slipping the rope over your hands Knotting at the wrists Looped on the ceiling hooks You lift higher, as I pull with levitation Strung My fantasy prisoner Spreading your thick muscular legs apart Tied firmly to the floor. I look and I adore. The darkness drops with a lead anchor Flickering wick against a mirrored wall Skin glistened with nervous sweat Musky spiced odor permeates the air Black lace tickles your back Flutters with flimsy abandon Trickling down your torso You quiver Coiling around your neck As I slither down with serpents touch A snake's flickering tongue Trailing salt laden muscles Over the hills and dales Thru the forests and valleys of you Mapping the paths to your tremble The delight of my lingual love Crying out to no avail Moaning to the deafness of darkness Pleading for release No mercy hath the serpentine viper Crawling and sliding across your heat The Licking and flicking of the thirsty temptress Falling to the floor , between your legs Shuddering beneath my destination. ............ |