A quiet whisper is all I need
A firm touch which dispels my fears.
Your possessive touch I so desire.
A spirit has touched me and I now heal.
The touch which strokes my body and soul.
Makes me whole, no longer lost.
My thoughts no longer confuse me.
In your hands, my eyes open and for the first time I do see.
My whispers are soft and gentle spoken in the simple word.
For the entire world to see, submissive thoughts to be heard.
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