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Posed Emotions

To deprave and corrupt,
don’t let me interrupt…
I want to watch you
As you work through
Incapacitated emotion,
Curtailing my motions.
Please…
Fixed in place, postures frozen,
Your tools of the trade chosen;
And tempered with love, fear.
Your breath is warm and ever near
Me, words circumvent my longing;
Silence forced into prolonging.
Release…
Take each and every breath,
Gasping with every little death
Whips that chastise
Will it be closed eyes…
Hooded or blindfold?
I bend, with your will you mold
Freeze…
I want to watch you…
Your eyes, as I do for you;
To look at what is inside me.
The part I feel but cannot see.
For my emotions to implode,
When you have me posed,
With my eyes closed.
Please…
©Lenore T. Rose 2021