Unspoken fantasy

kitty the naughty poet

Unspoken fantasy 

 

His stroking lips sing

of dominant affection 

carrying ropes laced with desire

to lay bare upon my wrists

as stockings kiss moist thighs

slick with forbidden thoughts 

his fingers linger on my throat 

constricting breath 

sharing the voice of passion 

chasing the unspoken fantasy 

 

Written By Katie Clarke

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Comments3

  • Job Welime

    Uuuuuh!!
    nice one.

  • L. B. Mek

    I'm guessing, 'Fifty Shades'
    was a tepid read, for you...
    well, as long as you insure
    your own safety, most importantly
    and you are not harming anyone
    as the wise, vanilla saying goes
    'each to their own'...
    thanks for sharing, a warming read
    'of a unique, kind'
    (and here, we all thought
    a little, hair pulling
    from time to time
    mad us, the risqué ones) lol

  • orchidee

    Someone else seems to be ab it tied up again! Teehee (a saucy version of 'heehee').
    I talk some rubbish sometimes. lol.

    • kitty the naughty poet

      Hahaha best please to be ... a bit tired up lol

      • orchidee

        Now Katie - you're not helping global warming. The temperature has gone up 100 degrees, let alone 1 or 2 degrees! lol.

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