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Your Master

Within my arms
you will find sheltering
as long as you take up
my cue to say,
“Keep me,
keep me here.
Keep me naked,  
flesh warmed,
wet,
my  body vicious,
live, awake,  
with hungering.
I have no peace
until I am enclosed,
bound up,
a flame,
a rage,  
in your embrace.
 
Keep me so that I
might place my lips
upon your neck
your eyes,
your waiting mouth,
the whole of you
and every pulsing place
where they belong.
Written by Baldwin
Published
Author's Note
A note from a submissive asking me to be her master.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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