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Mesmerized
There was a hint
Of leather and heels,
Perhaps a crop and other
Things that lend a sense of
Control and domination,
Just a hint,
Maybe it had been so
Long ago since she let herself
Come
undone, she was simply looking
For arousal of the kind that comes and
Comes until your mind is soaring into that
Place that is neither here nor there,
There was a sense
That she might be like
Playing with sleeping matches,
Intrigue and wonderment all around
Until the striking, and then the driven
Dancing
wild with breathing living fire.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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