I have you

[tectak]

I have you by the honeyed buds of words that trickle from my tongue;
held in some slick and sticky trap you struggle but in time succumb.
I have you by your wanton  watch, undressing  me as I walk by,
caught upon my barbless hook that snags your glance and pricks your eye.
I have you by your dribbling dreams of  deep, intensive games we played
upon the down-filled duvet nights when naked on your back you laid.
I have you by your feeble lies that trouble you because you know
that blustering through angered tears, you cannot leave, you will not go.
I have you by my tender touch that warns you when the party's died
and going home we face the night, I have you warm and by my side.
I have you by one other chain, cuffed and linked yet feeling free;
a clever cleat that slips yet holds... me to you and you to me.
tectak
1997. No more of this chukky-yukky stuff. I promise.
Antidote to Dale

[SimikPK]

I don't know what is going on here (or in Dale´s one). Maybe I am just too young.

[tectak]

I don't know what is going on here (or in Dale´s one). Maybe I am just too young.

Too young! Too bloody young! Oh...yes...I see what you mean. Harrumph!

Thanks for reading....do you remember Mrs. Dales Diary?

Best,
tectak

[SimikPK]

Teach me, master.

[tectak]

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Teach me, master.
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....OK. Now, just lay down on this bed and slip these handcuffs on. Oooops! Wrong forum!

[just mercedes]

I like this - and used a line about 'that look / that hook in the eye' just last week. Cosmic, dude!

[Erthona]

It was never the same after Ellis Powell was sacked.

dale



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we are never hateful enough

[tectak]

[b]

nice!

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[ellajam]

This is a fun read, especially L2, though the whole of it is fun to read.

I have you by one other chain, cuffed and linked yet feeling free;
a clever cleat that slips yet holds... me to you and you to me.

I'm not thrilled by the me to you stuff but I like to contemplate what the "other" is.