To: Beast
From: Beauty
Next time I see you, I will be Launching myself at you.
The magic of reflected love
I’ll pamper you my sweet lil miss.
I’ll hold you, hug you, snuggle, kiss.
I’ll give you all your heart desires.
I’ll take you to places, lift you higher.
This I’d do, I’d do for you.
Because I know you’d pamper me too.
That’s not to say I give to receive.
I just know you’d give like me.
For mutual love means we’ll both try.
To pamper and please til time itself dies.
It is irrelevant what they say.
It won’t change my heart in any way.
They don’t know what makes me tick.
What’s in my heart, what I think.
For I will be, who I’ll be.
For you yes, but also me.
Some days require more.
Some days no need for the boar.
Some days time is required.
For gentle love, a slow burning fire.
Some days a tender caress.
Some days soft kisses instead.
Some days the beast must retire.
For gentle love, a slow burning fire.
Some days passions will build.
Some days lust is stilled.
Some days will soar higher than higher.
With gentle love, a slow burning fire.