Nights

Some nights are easy,
Some nights are hard.
Sometimes it hurts,
To be so far apart.
Some days hangover,
Sorrow from the night before.
Some days become weeks,
I wish I could be sure.
That it won’t be long,
Til we’re together again.
That it won’t be long,
Til you take away my pain.
But til then the nights,
They’ll come, they’ll pass.
And hope’s comfort soothes,
Til we’re together at last.

Hey There My Sweet Lil Miss

Hey there my sweet lil miss,
Come give your Daddy a great big kiss.
Come and give him something more,
You know how he loves his dirty lil whore.
Hey there my sweet lil miss,
Daddy’s hard, come take a look at this.
Your favourite thing to lick, to suck,
To climb on board, to ride, to fuck.
Hey there my sweet lil miss,
When your done I must really insist.
That you clean up our sexy wet mess,
Vanilla ain’t the flavour that you love the best.
Hey there my sweet lil miss.
Come cuddle up in snuggly bliss.
Come hold on to your Daddy, oh so tight,
To drift into dreams on this cold winter night.

Sunday’s Sinful Suggestion

Please let me offer a suggestion.
A thought of what you might need.
I think it’d help release stress.
Help you feel good, perhaps fill you with glee.
Let me impart a little suggestion.
An idea for some time to yourself.
Be it in the shower, in bed, or behind a closet door.
Just go, I promise, it’s good for your health.
Let me assist you with a suggestion.
Just go wherever to find the real you.
Go and get off in the best way you can.
You’ll feel much better, I know it to be true.
Let me offer this glorious suggestion.
In good faith that it will always be.
That the best things we can do for ourselves.
Come with our own touch and sinful sexuality.

Touched

My touch soaks in, through your eyes to your mind.
Your hand conveys desires I write.
Self pleasure, self love, inspired by me.
The dreams I commit to the page set free.
Reading you create the scene within.
You and me envisaged in blissful sin.
Sighs of joy you stifle to hide.
Until you can’t til lust lets fly.
My touch now seems oh so real.
It courses to create the glow you feel.
And to think I lie a thousand miles away.
But somehow I still touched your soul today.