CAMELOT FANTASIES

Edge of Right

Just one inch past
The edge of right
Is where I want
To go tonight
Where dark desires
And heightened pleasure
Where safe words are
Our only measure
The invisible line
Drawn in the past
Maybe this time
Further than the last
Your slow build up
Will make me scream
Kneeling for you
My sweetes dream
By @swanlakediaries
October 19, 2016 (r)©

What a wonderful poem Lady SwanLake. Hi, I'm Lady RedDahlia, nursing is my game. I post all kinds of medical information and helpful hints to clean living. My deepest hopes is that you enjoy the atmosphere here at Camelot.