State your intentions.

Lips lock,

Secrets traded in the dark. 

Sweat drips,

Skin learning skin.

A quiet surrender unto me,

Once worship now devotion.

And devotion turns to action.

Leaders to slaves.

Slaves to the worshipped.

Come undone by quiet whispers,

A thread waiting to be pulled.

The palm of my hand,

Your bed,

My night.

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