Enslaving

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Come closer,
closer than cuddled
undo our clothes,
touch me, tickle
brush me lightly
with fingertips fiery

let lips be fused
turn me slicker, silly
knead me, rub me,
burn me fervent,
faster, faster…

tie me tighter.
smothered in silk
forever yours
servant, slave

In Bed, The Kiss
Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec

Lisa hosts the Quadrille at dVerse and the word is brush. As usual a Quadrille is a 44 word poem using the given word.

October 2, 2023

31 responses to “Enslaving”

  17. Bjorn, can’t much more intimate. I had to ask google what your “silly
    knead me” meant, our cat used to do that and purr. Learn something new every day.
    I am a fan of Lautrec since we visited the Henry Lautrec museum in Toulouse. It is great!! I have a print of yhe portrait of his friend, wearing a gentleman’s old timey hat, that has become classic.
    Too, thank you also, for the big BDay wish. It is on the 30th, I probably wont write that day, I plan to run away for it. I do that a lot, Mrs Jim has gone with me. Been to some nice places. Maybe I can teach her, we’ll learn together how it’s done, kneading.
    Again, “loved” your poem. Forgive me for writing so much here, it is a bedside note, Goodnight.
    ..

  19. forever yours
    servant, slave

    Love your close Bjorn! Invariably men would lose their strength in bed in their desire to maintain gentleness!

    Hank

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