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Trick or Tease

Trick or Tease

Dressed in leather, thoughts compressed
Her confession stutters on a blush
Lips tremble, painted pumpkin peach
Ripely teased by teeth speaking need
His whisper brushes her cheek
Fingers flame delicious desire
As his golden aura slips and smirks devilish pleasure
Her breath hitches on a heartbeat
Pulse screams a stammering ache
Awaiting his taunt, his tease, his taint
Shivery sob exposes her longing
"Hush, it's okay" he says in a sigh
She leans toward encouragement
Her compliance complete
Hands twist anticipation
Hair bunches at her nape
Blindly obliging the devil his treats
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RRG Β© 10.17.18
(Rebecca)
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T Starbuck

wonderful words, measured delivery...beautifully composed. Love it.

T

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RRG (Rebecca)

Thanks for the comment. Sorry for being late :) Blessings.

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Richard Waters

" OBLIGING THE DEVIL " seems sensible.....considering what he can do. In the " heat of the night " are found glimmering or sparkling " aspirations " to taunt the soul....beyond belief, I should expect. :) :) The lust for life, and mechanisms within it, can leave much to imagination, as well as satisfying DEMANDS. What, is known, develops in his presence, to bring JUST reward. What more, can there be ? In, your heart of hearts, there is resolution of desires " hidden depths "....where, love is forsaken, due to excessive explorations of the souls " inhibitions ", as well as requirements. Yes ?
THE LIGHT RECEDES. In, murky shadows lays the wealth of sweet capture and rapture. I'm sure you agree. The want of the release from the " restrictive " motivates the energy, that is sorely translated, apart from meant and " FELT " !!! :) :)
LOVE IS RICH. But, who needs finance when " food for thought " is made tangible. By, the loss and gain of " tidings " and " greetings " to metamorphosize " passion " into PLAY. How, good, does that feel ? When, all said....and done !! :) LIVE, FOR MOMENTS. LIVE, FOR FANTASY ELEMENTARIES. The write, will pour from you, as only this piece can demonstrate.
Keep up the great work. Won't you ? Life, and " love ", needs to be conveyed, here. To make others realize what can happen. In, trust and loyalty. XX :)

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RRG (Rebecca)

Exactly :) You made me smile again Richard.
There is no light without darkness and we shouldn't be afraid of that darkness. It is the other half of our being, the secret self, the pot that simmers in the subconscious. "The sleeper who must awaken" so life can be experienced to it's ripe potential.Otherwise we deny self and live a half life, unfulfilled and longing for something always.
Thank you.
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