
She stands in mere shadow of light
Bare her flesh exotic tattoo's
A golden chain around her waist
A ball dangle
Hanging below her firm cheeks
She holds a glass of wine
He glances in heavenly delight
Her firm bosoms erect
With only thoughts
Of a gentle tug of the ball and chain
Whispering the beckon of fantasy
She delivers him
Like no other
Copyright 2007
ET
Regis
hugs
fee
Outstanding visuals my friend. Each link of the chain holds mystery where the bond can be broken at the weakest link. Blessings Always, Paul.