By Cyan Date: 2003 Apr 18 Comment on this Work [[2003.04.18.20.30.28625]] |
I'm tied in a knot. Will he release me? Here he comes- hands mimicking a gun as he role plays the dirty cop trying to have a little fun I roll over with a sinful curve on my face silk fabric forgotten and I come undone rise and fall- with arms stretched high above my head, to his music I dance There's an evil in his eyes but his motion tells me different soft as cotton candy Finally he sets me free as I cling to him tightly, trying to find the core of him and I do, When at last he pulls me near with gentle design, molding my body to his |