Thursday, July 2, 2015


Is it your soft groan
Is it my flushed cheeks
That turns your eyes into smoke
Is it the things you do to me
Is it the things I do for you
That make you want more
The knots
The bindings
All just for show
When it's really the invisible leash
That connects my soul to yours
The lock and key complete
Only as a set 

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