They ask me who my muse is
I wink and deeply think he is….
Oh my God, my love for him is so profuse
In erotic performance he is a Master in expertise
Erotica he instigates in me
The Turkish Sultan, the ruler of my heart
Ever since our first reunion my heart he conquered
My devoted body he subjugated and to him surrendered
Subduing it to solely be his private acquisition and territory.
I give in to his dexterity and savor gratification of our passion.
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WOnderful Words,
that speak to the prompt with accuracy in their own. Your offering leaves nothing in doubt to the mind.
Best of Luck
Silent Hawk
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Superb
A rather cool and erotic write. I think it was very well written with just the write touch of eroticism. I liked your imagery. -
wow this is something originanal
very original i like it loadssss 
the turkish sultan specially
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hehe sexy I particularly like the line "The Turkish Sultan, the ruler of my heart" it's very striking.
well have fun and good luck
thanks for entering -
It jumps around a bit, but in essentials it's a good work. I liked the passion in it. Kudos and good luck. -Judge#2
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