Chained Poem by Li'l One
Chained
Chained she waits,
Enjoying the feeling of cold metal and leather.
Thrilling in the anticipation,
Of what will come.
The butterflies in her stomach spread their wings,
And fly through her body spreading their joy.
Into her chest where her heart beats faster,
And her breath quickens.
Awaiting a sign he is there,
A shadow, a sound maybe even a touch.
She closes her eyes imagining him,
Watching her wait, watching her squirm.
Enjoying seeing her helpness,
Yet Empowered by her desires.
Liked your 1st and 3rd poem, not too keen on this one, although it does flow. Dominiation even with acceptance, I do not like. sorry, Colin J...
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 7:09:26 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Blimey Mother! ! ! ! That's Passionate....Love it! Love it Hits the right spot. Very well done. Roger.