Your body
Now under my control
To bend to my whim and will
Possession
I’ve infiltrated the corners of your soul
I’ll twist and turn your passion
Tangle your fingers in the sheets
Toes curled as your heart increases beats
You thought you were in control
Thought this was your choice
Silly one, you never had a voice
Simply the sexual prey
Never once able to keep me at bay
You’re the one that was caught
But feels too good to catch your breath
Only when I ordain it so
I tell your body when yo stop and go
Your orgasm is the lock, I am the key
Once unlocked, then I’ll let you free
You are forever under my control
Oppression? No possession of your very soul
Poetic Ice
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