Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Boots and Straps

you can slide on the shirt,
and put your arms in the sleeves,
you can tighten up the collar
or leave it loose and free,

but once I get behind you
and pull the laces tight,
you won't be taking it off
until I decide it's right.

you can beg and you can plead,
you can get down on your knees,
you can offer, you can swear--
but you're not going anywhere

until you give me what I want;
don't make me have to ask:
if I have to tell you,
it'll take much more to pass.

when you're looking mighty vulnerable,
when you're acting pretty weak,
I can't but want to take advantage
until you're fawning over me.

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