Drawn within, against my will, as my body trembles still

How your words stop me cold, how your body makes me bold

Longing for your hot embraces, finding those forbidden places

How your glances make me shy, how your whispers make me sigh

Wrapped around your little finger, sensual touches ever linger

How your domineering stance, sends me soaring at a glance

Drawn within, against my will, captured by your body’s skill

The Daily Post – Dominant

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