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The smell of sense enchants a Lover Behind the screens of silk and cover A shadow of a figure touches me. Tightens the lace to heighten pace My breath in short as his fingers trace The small of my back... He inches way to control the dark of my heart, he cinches lace to create his art, as he pins into place his name. Marked on my soul I succumb to flame What burns in the fire is a body of shame Pleasure delivers in the form of pain as Ruby lips wear the glistening stain, of sin. I strain not to smile as I allow him in... Lover, my knees indeed weaken Erotic treasure behind the scenes Given to the pleasure of your hands Forbidden mystery I've yet to know Tightens the lace and binds the ropes... I lower my eyes... and submit to 'control'. Folding over is a hole in Time Shattering light penetrates my mind Eyes of Storm turn a spiraling wind as forces grow at the base of my spine "...Master, I saw and built the line..." A naughty touch of my Lovers hand A space beyond the desert sands A golden glow in the eyes of a Man... Lace on my nipples dance, ripples, tingles, singing on my lips, subtle and supple, the nibbling riddles, reach me there and here in the middle...hear... Behind the screens of silk and cover A shadow of a Lover, teaches me. Raising my eyes, I submit to Be.