Distance Learning.

Drops of time like too warm ice-cream,
I scream..

They wear away at my patience and resolve.

Fingers need to strum.
Unallowed, forbidden!

To match the metronome of my passions,
My heartbeat keeps pace with the drops.

Time expands to fill me.
Yearning until we are joined, and you allow.

Coming, together.

     Tick and tock
               Pussy and cock.
                         Drip, drip, drip.

POSSIBILITIES

If I stood in a room lit only by the moonlight,

would you want me?

If my silken skin gleams with oils reflecting the starlight through the window,

would you need me?

As my body sways gently making the tinkling rhythms of the chains you gave me to wear,

would you touch me?

If I laid my head upon your chest and breathed lightly upon your skin,

would you hold me?

And, if not moving an inch whilst holding my arms and legs apart, staring deep into your eyes,

would you take me?

A New Man

Is it me?

Is it likely that I'll like it?

Is it you?

Will you stop trying to fight it?

To try is the best,

Just slip them on, feel the touch that's smoother than the rest.

     Do you love them as much as you thought you would?
     Do I love you in them?

Put the heels on, let's see.
I'll touch the stockings.
Do you now feel free?

     I like it,
      You like it.

You're still the one, my husband and baby.
The best kind of man, dressed as a lady.