whisper

i couldn’t help but notice

that belt that you wear

the things that it says to me

i can’t write them all down here

well

maybe i can

I’ll give it a try

maybe you’ll take me

over your thigh

meanwhile

i dream

of

taking

a

seat

on the ottoman there

on the ground

at your feet

i’m here to serve you

just a whisper away

i feel you breathing

i

came

to

play.

Commission for Mr. Old

By Ruby Rose xx

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