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Hook,Line and Sinker
She sits and thinks transgressions in her head;
I wonder if such thoughts are amplified
When she is kneeling ready and, instead
of waiting pensive, she were just to slide
Her thoughts back to a time when she was pleased
To find her place and serve him as she could,
Knowing that the pleasure surely eased
From him affection, as she knew it would;
She sits and thinks transgressions in her head;
But, is there time for torrid punishment?
And will such ideas leave her cheeks so red:
So flush that passers-by might pass comment
On how a naughty woman might well look,
When she is his - line,sinker and sweet hook.
I wonder if such thoughts are amplified
When she is kneeling ready and, instead
of waiting pensive, she were just to slide
Her thoughts back to a time when she was pleased
To find her place and serve him as she could,
Knowing that the pleasure surely eased
From him affection, as she knew it would;
She sits and thinks transgressions in her head;
But, is there time for torrid punishment?
And will such ideas leave her cheeks so red:
So flush that passers-by might pass comment
On how a naughty woman might well look,
When she is his - line,sinker and sweet hook.
Published 4th Sep 2015
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4th Sep 2015 9:28pm
I like this very much SweetOblivion; the first line drew me in completely. Lovely phrases, Knowing that the pleasure surely eased From him affection... And will such ideas leave her cheeks so red: So flush that passers-by might pass comment..mmm, your poem got me, line, sinker and sweet hook!
Lulu
Lulu
Anonymous
5th Sep 2015 3:45am
Nice description of being totally absorbed in recollections of wicked pleasures, power and surrender.
