Submissive
For Tracy (I turned to her As if to ask) Do you feel that?… Wondering if she could hear me (And after a short pause And her trying to read […]
For Tracy (I turned to her As if to ask) Do you feel that?… Wondering if she could hear me (And after a short pause And her trying to read […]
It’s in your eyes The slender of your neck The arch of your back That smile I can’t forget The admiration I feel Looking at my creators work And thanking
As I rest my head On the small of her back And admire the arch of her Incline, Letting my fingers play In the saliva still wet And running down
It took the light of ever single, solitary, star, To make the shape of your body so heavenly, Until the first eve became a total eclipse, That made every dawn
What if I told you, You were just a thought, A submissive, little fantasy, suppressed, Within the quiet confines of my dirty mind, That somehow got twisted and left me