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Summer's Shine
Summer sunshine, through landing windows, lights
The dust motes floating thickly on the stairs;
It heats the waking chatter and ignites
Desires for all to rise, as each prepares
To complete dawn ablutions; let the day
Stretch out, like all those guests in hotel rooms;
While I stretch back to feel sir's belt at play
On my backside - I know that each welt looms;
In my immediate future, I will bite
On my bunched panties; I will not disturb
The other guests or spoil master's delight;
His arms are flexed; he considers the curve
That arches up before him; he'll align
Leather to paint my canvas(s): summer's shine.
The dust motes floating thickly on the stairs;
It heats the waking chatter and ignites
Desires for all to rise, as each prepares
To complete dawn ablutions; let the day
Stretch out, like all those guests in hotel rooms;
While I stretch back to feel sir's belt at play
On my backside - I know that each welt looms;
In my immediate future, I will bite
On my bunched panties; I will not disturb
The other guests or spoil master's delight;
His arms are flexed; he considers the curve
That arches up before him; he'll align
Leather to paint my canvas(s): summer's shine.
Published 10th Jun 2018
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10th Jun 2018 6:45pm
11th Jun 2018 8:40am
You are very kind as you write
Commentaries like this that delight
This young authoress
Who fear that the mess
Of verses presented seemed trite.
Commentaries like this that delight
This young authoress
Who fear that the mess
Of verses presented seemed trite.
11th Jun 2018 1:00am
11th Jun 2018 8:38am
Anonymous
11th Jun 2018 3:52am
Long live summer SO...for an eternity indeed!
Xoxo Taryn
Xoxo Taryn
11th Jun 2018 8:41am
