Friday, February 24, 2012

Lust : Cuffs

Cuffs  ©

Inspired by Jack Vettriano

Starched white cuffs, caress your face
As Blindfold takes your light away
Cigarette smoke rises, you know your place
You try to speak but what to say?

Legs array, wrists tied on chair
By ribbon of red, and deep with bow
Gentle hands pull thro your hair
Your smile in tense, it is what you know!

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