When Names are Secondary

They are my thought-provoking entities
I am the illustrator of their illusions
A tantalizing fantasy that flickers and flares
My seduction ignites in them a burning desire
Bodies shiver from my slow stroking fingertips
The taste of my passion lingers upon their wet lips
Just like that, right there, all at once
Tethered to my bed  posts they will not venture
Within the chambers of my barely beating heart
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