Bit Of Fun

The shiver,

The tingling in your toes.

Fighting the urge,

As your dependency shows.

Please Daddy,

Please can I play.

Such a sorrowful plea,

Begging I give way.

But no my love,

Its not your time.

Get on your knees,

Make me decide.

If your a good girl,

And relieve Daddy of his cum.

I might, I just may?

Let Babygirl have her own bit of fun.

Missing You

Missing you,

Doesn’t come any where near.

The feelings I feel,

The deep seated fear.

Viruses and violence,

Conspire to keep us apart.

Illness and unrest,

Slowly breaking our hearts.

Missing you,

Will never ever convey.

The pain that the world inflicts,

As it keeps us at bay.

Sacrilege

Lord have mercy on my soul,

For given the chance I’d consume her whole.

I’d watch her dance, make her moves,

Then my turn would come to make my move.

I’d force her down, I’d open her up,

I’d take what’s mine, I’d eat then fuck.

Lord have mercy on my soul,

For my thoughts and deeds dig my hole.

The grave in which I’ll eternally sit,

For my thoughts for her are pure sacrilege.