I wish she would
but no she won't
I dream of her on her
knees
as I stand in the
shower
warm water dripping
off my head and
shoulders
as she takes my morning wood
into her mouth
it is just not
something she does
and as much as I might ache for it
I do not blame her
one does not ask
royalty
to kneel when it should be
the other way around
I dream of that too
pressing that button
between her legs
until it vibrates
my tongue teasing it
tip going round and round
as my mouth drinks her broth
I am the witch that
kneels before The cauldron
casting spells that might
bring us both to our
knees
me taking in her morning wood
as she does mine
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