THE E
L
P
P
A
Open your
mouth
to me, undraped woman
Your heart desires a freedom unwelcome
in this utopian garden. Lift your hand to
me
and caress your concealed desires. I promise
you ecstasy. I
promise you bliss. I promise you
liberty with the taste of your temptress kiss. Savor
the sweetness in your
burdened soul and bring the
one you love to divide the pleasure. Convince
him
to bask in your new found gratuity. Prove
his passion to live in haste. The only price
to pay is shame.
© 2011 Donna J. Sanders
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