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Pained Preparation

Predawn hours awaken Sade like musings            
as I sit with the darkest of roast coffee.            
My head swirling with endless rituals            
to be distilled for this evening's passion play.            
           
Which props to use and in which brutal scene            
so many choices and all the time I need.            
But I know in the end she will guide me            
as we dance so delicately on her envelope.            
           
Yes, she is coming for a playdate ce soir            
of all my naughty girls she is the nicest.            
Making her painful deconvolution most sweet            
wringing out honey from this golden girl next door.            
           
Even now I can see her emerald eyes retreat            
as she kneels before me draped in submission.            
Wading fully into the clear icy pool of her truth            
surrendering to the lash, its wielder, and herself.            
           
Still this playwright remains so foggy, so muddled            
till I take in a deep ... breath ... and hold it.            
Another sip of dark inspiration and I smile arrogant            
for the perverse script is now fully written in my mind.
Written by LeColonel
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