Often on my mind
It would seem that I think about you every single day, sharing some special time with you, in my mind we play
From tying up or role play and almost everything in between, we have the toys or outfits, to complete the kinky scene
I may stalk you late at night or secretly watch you take a shower, jump out on you unexpectedly, no matter what the hour
I think about our playroom, where I often hang you arms held high, secured by cold steel manacles, from which there's no escape, even though you try
Laying a flogger across your skin, hearing your happy sighs, looking at you intently, seeing satisfaction in your eyes
My thoughts are not one big kinkfest, often we are sharing a loving embrace, I'm often staring at you, mesmerized by your gorgeous face
We hug and snuggle together, we share kisses of the gentle kind, wether kink filled or romantic, you're often on my mind
THE KINKY POET