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The Tree
Walking in the woods
He finds the perfect tree
And bids me stand
my arms up over my head
i stretch up on tip toes
my legs spread wide
my fingers interlaced
Over the branch
As He binds my wrists tight
Lowering Himself down
He begins to lick and tease
His hands on my waist
Holding me still
As His tongue explores
And tastes
All that my pleasure has to offer
Very good piece. Very sensual without being lewd excellent work. Rae
I have never disagreed with the Lady Rae on anything; in fact, she is, in my mind, the Ideal Reader, and my respect for her is boundless. However, in this poem, I do disagree, and I disagree very radically.
Starward