Love: Sensual Toys
Playfully dancing she teases a lot,
Swinging what she has in the air,
Imagination is high with her small kitten ears,
As she breaks through the final frontier,
Flipping and whipping her fantastic toys,
Her toys that are now part of her,
Performing for me alone on our stage,
For me, her classic voyeur,
Then she looks through my eyes into my soul,
She looks to what I want the most,
And hands me her leash made of beautiful leather,
With jewels, it’s wrapping her throat,
And her tail brushes my armour when I pull her to me,
Setting everything off in my brain,
My beautifully gorgeous sweet little love,
Every night when we’re playing our game.
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