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Text & Adaption : Helen Midgley
Lust
No Longer Afraid
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Text & Adaption : Helen Midgley
Nearly
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I catch a scent,
That floats in the air,
The lust,
The decadence,
The yearning despair,
The sweet hint of sweat,
And dark visceral musk,
A forbidden perfume,
Yet the essence of trust,
Your breath,
Your whisper,
The tease of your touch,
All prelude the falling,
The need is too much,
Awash with the fire,
In the demons own lair,
The wait,
The want,
The almost there.
Compliance
Touch
Laced
Laced in white,
And held secure,
Acquired for please,
Seduced allure,
Tied and bound,
Enforced surrender,
Heightened senses,
Lord pretender,
Master of my flesh and soul,
I enslave the pleasure,
And relinquish all.
helen midgley 