Let Me Be Me

The visions I’d had,

Wild wild dreams,

Weren’t as unrealistic,

As they might have seemed.

I dreamt of a slave,

A girl on her knees,

Giving me head,

Whenever I pleased.

I’d fantasised,

Of submission given,

Of taking my fill,

From a horny girl driven.

Then the reality came,

It came through you,

You became the slave,

The submissive too.

You swallowed my cock,

Like a greedy lil slut,

You gave your body,

Which til sore I fucked.

You let me be,

The beast that hunts,

You let me feed,

From your aching cunt.

You truly became,

All I’d wanted and more,

You played your part,

For me, my whore.

But much more than this,

You set my dreams free,

You loved me enough,

To let me be me.

And I thankyou my love,

The girl that I adore,

And I hope to return all,

The dreams you’d to thought.

 

I dream dreams

I dream dreams whilst wide awake.

The sort of dreams that’d make most shake.

But not you my Beauty, you dream them too.

For we are two of oh so few.

Wavelengths aligned, souls synchronised.

We see excitement not fear in each other’s eyes.

I dream dreams vivid with the colours of lust.

We make them real because we must.

We act on our desires, we make them real.

Personify perversion for the pleasure we need to feel.

I dream dreams and so do you

A natural synergy felt by oh so few.