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You’ve wrapped me up in perpetual anticipation,
you woke the sleeping dragon who’s restlessly testing the
confines of his control.
Cold fingers run down the length of my spine and I shiver, I
am awake,
and in dire expectation to feel the impact of your force,
when you break through the restrictions into my receptive
flesh,
and undertake to drive it through until I reach the end.
oh my...i think i will read this as longing...now that you are awake...a hunger so fierce...and sounds like its going to be a fun ride at least....smiles.
ReplyDeleteOh my. Such power in this post.
ReplyDeleteThere are so many thoughts that I can relate these verses to. Freedom is the thought that I end up with each time.
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Wow! Your muse is MOVING!
ReplyDeleteGosh! . . . . only if you absolutely insist!
ReplyDeleteHow could a red blooded Englishman refuse?
Just loved the way you asked :)
I read these words.....for me, erotic. [Oh Bu-d? Come hither!!!]
ReplyDeleteBut on the other hand, this could be the anticipation and realization of a whole 'nother door opening to live a life from the hereafter.
I LOVE this!!!
It filled me with a sense of anticipation! I can see what you said about the Friday the 13th and the full moon!
ReplyDeleteThis is captivating in it's wanting....and like Hootin Anni said, it seems there could be another way this heads. Always a pleasure to read your words Shadow! :-)
ReplyDeleteis it gitting warm in heer or is it just me??? ok bye
ReplyDeleteWhoa, that can take a person in all sorts of different directions!
ReplyDeleteThe end, or the climax, beautifully described.
ReplyDeleteWonderfully put.
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