'..As you relax, spread across the desk, dressed in leather... I cannot escape the thought that is embedded within my mind, of you being naked beneath that dress. Bare to the world who peers within the window.' If only for this night I'll confide my secrets within you. To share those deepest emotions and fantasies. And confess the passion. Read your entire surface. To feel connected to you through trust. As I open your dress and grip within, Holding you tight yet still providing comfort. You slowly begin dancing against a pole, Leaving your movements of this moment etched into memory. I read your body language as you endure The tattooing of your interior being. I cannot make a mistake, for fear o' fault And for the e'erlasting practice. Our bond grows and our chemistry smooth By the time the art of creation is finished. "The first break exposes your permanent presence.." I turn you over... Taking a moment to enjoy in admiration.