MANORS.

Touch me.

Like you mean it.

Like it’s the last time you’ll ever see me. 

Gently. 

Trace my curves with your hands 

as though to mold your perfect clay sculpture.

A masterpiece crafted to your liking;

Touch me. 

Like you’re holding on to every thread of self-respect… 

until I tell you not to.

Until I tell you to

Touch me

Like you’ve studied every breath, every movement

Every yes. And every please…

Every reaction… hmm

That makes you smile

when you… 

Touch me.

Like you need it. 

Like it’s the last time you’ll taste me again….

Grip here.

Hips. Waist. Handle with … firm care.

But, wait, please baby… Softly there

When you…

LolaDarling, 2025