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passion play
passion peaks speaking to lust in parables of want
desirous of a Master masochism tilts her swollen need
massaging madness I moan expletives
in my dire straights I sigh
masculinity claims me for the night
ridden into darkness I pick up the pace
with moves of my own opening my magical sex
pink endeavors explain so I don't have to
I'm feeling you deeply
in and out, plummeting over the edge
you're a heady concoction
drunk off our love
I drink deeply from your fount
wondering just how far you'll take me
inside lust's dungeon
I the Mistress of pain
feeding off your fury
I give into my wants
down on my knees I confess
you're the Dom of my nightmares
careening into the night I succumb to the pleasure
so long denied me
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