Ropes (a poem, with apologies to Joyce Kilmer) M/F
Posted: Sat Feb 08, 2020 1:41 pm
Ropes (with apologies to Joyce Kilmer)
by OldTUGger
I fear that I could never hope
To truss your body up with rope.
A rope that wraps and holds and binds,
And titillates my kinky mind;
A rope that keeps your hands at bay,
And lets me have my evil way;
A rope that squeezes on your breasts,
And bifurcates your shaven nest;
Where carnal pleasures could occur,
When bound and gagged you truly were.
Alas, these are but foolish hopes,
For Iām all thumbs at knotting ropes.
by OldTUGger
I fear that I could never hope
To truss your body up with rope.
A rope that wraps and holds and binds,
And titillates my kinky mind;
A rope that keeps your hands at bay,
And lets me have my evil way;
A rope that squeezes on your breasts,
And bifurcates your shaven nest;
Where carnal pleasures could occur,
When bound and gagged you truly were.
Alas, these are but foolish hopes,
For Iām all thumbs at knotting ropes.
