Tell Them

Tell them who you are
In Me
Tell them of Our union
Tell them about Our
Erotic love
Our sensual, intimate
Erotic love
Tell them about Our
Wondrous slumber
Holding, caressing
The other
Tell them about My favorite
Time of night
The deep dark quiet middle
Tell them of My firm
Tender Hand
Stroking your flawless pink
Tell them how I yearn
desire and burn
Tell them because
They are afraid
Because they require Me
And do not know
Tell them because
No one else will

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