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Lamb for dinner
Long flights and even longer nights
you smile and tell me you want lamb for dinner
as you hit your knees praying to me like a sinner
I look into your emerald eyes
as you look up from between my thighs
and the glow on your face
tells me you're in the right place
knowing that this is a climax in multiple ways
after multiple talks for many days
the teasing tones you'd put on over the phone
now have you laying traps to keep me your own
as you see me for the first time
knowing I'm the reason for lust this time
as you take my hand and pull me inside
telling me that dinner has finally arrived.
you smile and tell me you want lamb for dinner
as you hit your knees praying to me like a sinner
I look into your emerald eyes
as you look up from between my thighs
and the glow on your face
tells me you're in the right place
knowing that this is a climax in multiple ways
after multiple talks for many days
the teasing tones you'd put on over the phone
now have you laying traps to keep me your own
as you see me for the first time
knowing I'm the reason for lust this time
as you take my hand and pull me inside
telling me that dinner has finally arrived.
Published 6th Jan 2024
Author's Note
Sometimes the lamb gets what it wants
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