Spectrum

Did you ever have that feeling?

That feeling like you’d burst.

The build up of pure emotion,

Sinking so deep, totally immersed.

Did you ever have that feeling,

The pressure forcing out tears.

No matter how you try to contain,

They break and just appear.

Some days I get that feeling,

At each end of the spectrum of love.

An all consuming happiness,

Or the depression of being totally bust.

Some days I’ve had those feelings,

I’ve had them both in turn.

Some days I want it to go away,

But others it’s that for which I yearn.

 

 

Me

I am your slave,

You own me.

You possess me,

My body, My soul.

I want you,

To use me,

To utilise me,

My cock, fingers, tongue, all of me whole!

I am your pleasure,

It pleases me,

Apeases me,

Gives me meaning, a reason to be.

I need you,

You need me,

You have freed me,

My adored Goddess, my world, you make me, me.

 

Never Doubt

Whilst I might never be sure,

I’m sure I have no doubt.

That you and your love,

Is something I’ll never be without.

Whilst It’s growth is incredible,

Science could never ever explain.

How it’s presence is there perpetually,

Mad! But thankfully sane.

For our love is tangible,

That I could never doubt.

The evidence is here it’s everywhere,

It’s strewn all around and about.