tagNon-Erotic PoetryBehind Door Number One

Behind Door Number One

bySir_Nathan©

I don't force you
To do anything
you don't want to do
Or have done to you

To be someone you're not
Or to pretend.
I don't press against brick walls
It's boring.

With Me in your sights
you drop your weapons
And kiss My feet
Because you want to.

I don't control you.
you do.
Every day you confirm your sweet submission
By pleasing Me.

For no other reason
Than because it is your greatest desire.

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