come play now.. little manikin..

hush now.. playtimes is set to begin..
so give in.. to provocations so chagrin..
to that hunger.. longing for discipline..
to whispers.. that give chase in the wind..
to touching.. that causes inhibitions to spin..
to a playful tongue.. that always finds skin..
to tracing fingers.. that never pretend..
to drawing desires.. deep from within..
to the passions.. that burn hearts with sin..
to those quivering lips.. so full.. never thin..
to taunt strings.. always binding.. therein..
oh manikin.. oh manikin
come play.. someone truly needs to win..