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Faithful Eyes
When we first met, we'd idle in the park,
With vernal green sustained; summery heat
Warmed me, tied between trees; I felt his mark
Against my pussy mound; And he would beat
my breasts, my lower back, my flanks, my bum,
And in-between my legs; he never spared
Canicular control; he had the run
Of this bitch through the dog days; neither scared
Nor scarred by his chastisements, I could weep
To keep up the appearances desired
And thirsted for intensely; I'd not keep
Him from his passions; for, he so inspired
My heart to flame so fiercely, faithful eyes
Are wont to tear up now I memorise.
With vernal green sustained; summery heat
Warmed me, tied between trees; I felt his mark
Against my pussy mound; And he would beat
my breasts, my lower back, my flanks, my bum,
And in-between my legs; he never spared
Canicular control; he had the run
Of this bitch through the dog days; neither scared
Nor scarred by his chastisements, I could weep
To keep up the appearances desired
And thirsted for intensely; I'd not keep
Him from his passions; for, he so inspired
My heart to flame so fiercely, faithful eyes
Are wont to tear up now I memorise.
Published 4th Aug 2018
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4th Aug 2018 4:58pm
outdoors in a public place...daring and so erotic even as just a memory or imagining...wonderful rite
Anonymous
4th Aug 2018 6:26pm
Beautiful. Intense and highly arousing. I believe that the tabù should be eradicated, hence your poem is a monument to do just that. Excellent, both in thematics and style. Great ink. J.
5th Aug 2018 1:37pm
"he had the run
Of this bitch through the dog days"... amazing line...such love, such sorrow
Of this bitch through the dog days"... amazing line...such love, such sorrow
