Writing something erotic again this time, from within My world. As she waits patiently like a Saint for My Sins to take over.
Saint to My Sins!
No more choices to make
only rules to break
being commanded
manipulated
through the mind.
Glimpse of naked silk
sweat drops
crystallized
under heated sun.
Slips between
the naked flesh
curves explored
by satin lips
adventuring
limber tongue.
Acknowledge
your desires
I lay bare the
Testament drawn
by fantasies.
Taunted by light
delving in shadows
visible darkness
uncovered.
Paths through
your elaborate soul
fully aware of Me,
accepting your place
on painful knees
by My side.
Leave your doubts
Trust ruling fear
becoming a woman
in firm grasp
of my loving hands
unbreakable bonds.
Being the saint
between teeth
becoming the flame,
on searing tongue
that speaks
of our passion
in sin.
©Ranting Crow2014
It is a world that sometimes is being misunderstood a little. I am still thinking if I should do a blog post about it. If I do what would my readers want in it. Are there any questions to be answered?
Best Wishes
Ranting Crow
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