Corset

surprise! for the man I can't get enough of—
a cinched corset of butter-yellow leather
making my hips wider than they are
 
no room left for air, its bone and sinew replace
my own, the stocking top ostrich trim tickles
 
don't be fooled lover, lying back, head cradled,
or is it I who will be with my talent packaged thus—
we'll have fun finding out
 
riding crop in hand facing away, I ease on to  
straddle you for a rigorous canter, you knew I would
 
and when I think I've bested you in your intrigue, you  
reach and pull the laces tighter till I flutter and swoon


© 2015 Jade Pandora