This was written for the 1st and (as yet) only Domme in my life. At this stage I had not met her in person.
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She was just a page.
Pictures.
Words.
An idea.
And my heart raced, stomach clenched,
the sleeping passions stirred.
The image had form, substance.
Soft skin, inflaming,
Long limbs, wrapping,
Sexuality calling.
This siren call, embraced.
Sunday, 10 June 2007
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