The Pose

She asks for me to lay there nude
Naked as the day I arrived
Why she asks, I dare not say
But it makes me feel alive

My only wish is to see her pleased
I might have some pleasure, too
But, yet, she wants me blindfolded
What am I left to do?

A camera there just set to flash
Seems ready to take a pic
She appears to know just what she wants
And that which makes her tick
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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