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Your Master Is Home

It's been too long, home at last home at last
I brush back your hair and gaze down at you
Quietly watching you curled safe in our bed
nuzzling your neck, softly I whisper in your ear.
My sweet loving pet, your Master is home

you lay deep in slumber wrapped in my robe,
peacefully dreaming of pleasures shared
A smile like a wolf's flickers over my lips
I sit next to you feeling your warm flesh
I slowly expose your silken skin to my touch.

I wet My finger in My mouth to write my name
between the mounds of your full ripe breasts,
warm letters spell out my love upon your skin,
I blow gently over them, My breath cooling. . .
soft tingling breeze, like mint on the tongue.

smiling, wriggling deeper into your dreams,
you quietly sigh and part your legs for me,
I watch over you in the flickering candlelight,
like a wolf watching over his sleeping mate
My sweet loving pet, your Master is home
W. I. Boucher February 1, 2003