Tenderloin

The knot in my throat fastens
Every gaze transfixed on her form
Witness my girl's pleasure
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What turns you on?

My imagination corrupted
When push comes to shove and it makes me blush
Ripe for the scavengers
You can look but you cannot touch

I'm in control
She has all the power
She is the bait
I am her protector

Please cut me back down to size

What turns you on?