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smell the air..
the air that moves..
intoxicating you with desire..
desire for leather..
see the dark..
the dark that binds..
bound to your senses..
blind to your fear..
feel the straps..
straps upon your wrists..
leather on your ankles..
chains on the floor..
taste the silk..
silk on your lips..
silent and muffled..
no one can hear..
submit to your master..
master of desire..
desire to be owned..
owned by another..
wait for the leather..
wait for the touch..
wait for the muscle..
wait for the love..
anticipate....
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the air that moves..
intoxicating you with desire..
desire for leather..
see the dark..
the dark that binds..
bound to your senses..
blind to your fear..
feel the straps..
straps upon your wrists..
leather on your ankles..
chains on the floor..
taste the silk..
silk on your lips..
silent and muffled..
no one can hear..
submit to your master..
master of desire..
desire to be owned..
owned by another..
wait for the leather..
wait for the touch..
wait for the muscle..
wait for the love..
anticipate....
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here
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Phoenix
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Re: Blind And Bound
Thu, May 22, 2008 - 1:06 AMThe freedom, leather and chains.
The rush, total submission.
The need, ecstasies pains.
The torture, anticipation.
I love you're style and skill, I would love to read more. Please excuse my enthusiasm, but I do hope you're putting Blind and Bound to music.
Something with a driving, primal beat that moves the soul.
You're newest fan...T
