Shifts in Control

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Hating Him

You towered over me

Shoving yourself

As far down my mouth

As you could go

I've never felt so

Below you before as

I sunk into the sheets



I rather be on top

Where I can tease you

And it was the only

Place I felt I had

The upper hand as

You had no choice but

To sway to my movements.



How could I have felt

So in control and so

Controlled all in

The same night?

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