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Ready for Bed
I'm waiting in my black dress for "papa";
I'm sitting on the bed; I'm hoping he
Will take me to a place where I can star
And really be my "daddy's" fantasy;
I wonder if he glimpses someone cute,
Or someone rather sexy on the bed?
I wonder if my presence stirs the root,
Swelling in his trousers - has shame fled?
I muse on whether shame is mine or his
And then decide that my blushes belong
To him for all his kindness; and the bliss
He will bequeath to me before too long;
I'm pleased that I relax him; I digress,
While waiting for "papa" in my black dress...
I'm sitting on the bed; I'm hoping he
Will take me to a place where I can star
And really be my "daddy's" fantasy;
I wonder if he glimpses someone cute,
Or someone rather sexy on the bed?
I wonder if my presence stirs the root,
Swelling in his trousers - has shame fled?
I muse on whether shame is mine or his
And then decide that my blushes belong
To him for all his kindness; and the bliss
He will bequeath to me before too long;
I'm pleased that I relax him; I digress,
While waiting for "papa" in my black dress...
Published 4th Apr 2018
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7th Apr 2018 12:06pm
I like the way you write. You can write down and dirty but also sensually and slick. I think we’re similar in that way.
8th Apr 2018 5:51pm
You're very kind. I try not to be crude for the sake of being crude and feel that letting the words flow to enhance a proposition is the best way to reach that much needed lyrical conclusion.
