To Be, Or…

Tie and be tied, that
was the vision for the day
that morning, that is,
once conscious thoughts
took hold of my orgasm laced body

Tie and be tied
I thought as I tidied
What needed to be made tidy

Tie and be tied
I marveled as I ran the rag
across my skin, smiling as I
took the scent of the soap in

Tie and be tied
After picturing myself
Perched on his lap
His composure all collapsed

Tie and be tied
There was no question
In fact, tonight I’ll bring blue rope

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