SPANKER

This thing that you do
Is my favorite kind of bait
A tainted lure
Conflicting with my codes
It’s now a need
That vindicating peek
When I scratch
Where you itch
Not a gentle line to cross
But once we get there
There’ll be no return
Leave candor at the door
You who enter
Here the only law is love
Wide pleading eyes
Are gushing creeks
They know I’m not
Willing to cease
You’re shaking but, you know
It feels so good to just let go