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Laughter

Member since 2001 · Posted 16 Mar 2002 · 4 comments

Bound by your honor, Taken by your privilege. Your pleasures are mine to accomplish- My goal is only to please. My body lays in wait Yours forever more. You fondle my mind from the inside; Depravity is my friend. Your slightest command invokes my full attention. I am devoted to your every whim. Passion envelops me- Oozes from my every pore. As I bask in the shadow of your power, Your decadence is enviable. Indulge yourself with me. My everything yours alone.

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[2] nrevatehtni 8-Apr-02/8:14 AM Reply

there must be a better way to say "you fondle my mind from the inside" and "oozes from my every pore" is not only slightly gross, but also v. cliche. You discovered an interesting comparison to what laughter means to you, now just lose the trite language - or all you originality goes bust.

[4] -=SeTTle=- 12-May-02/9:06 AM Reply

Who let Oprah in

[4] anonymous 16-May-02/1:33 PM Reply

i bet i can find you on that bdsm site - maybe you should keep this between you and your keeper.

[4] anonymous 16-May-02/1:35 PM Reply

bet i can find you on that bdsm site... maybe you should keep this between you and you slave driver... because as poetry, this reeks.