My Salacious

We can become attached to doing dodgy stuff like gossiping or stalking exes etc. on the internet, sorry I meant “intelligence gathering”, silly me.


Oh my sweet salacious

I am here again



Oh my quickening pulse

I could almost touch



I know you feel me

My eyes

Upon you


My prison slats

My bulging album

Your words


My heaving breast

That sweet and sour

So piquant


The luxuriant black

The velvet cloak

Of my darkness


My awesome power

Your naked

Vulnerable, quiver


And all those leagues

Between us



As I tap my veins

For you

My salacious


I pull the leather strap

Tight for you

My salacious


I flick the drops

Off the needle


Oh my