- Non-Erotic Poetry
- PapaBear's Hands
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PapaBear is the name of my Man, whom I love and serve.
I am a Consenting Adult, as is He.
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PapaBear's hands
Hold me so tightly
PapaBear's hands
Caress oh so lightly
They
Tip up my chin, and make me show pride
Guide and restore me, and for Him I will try
Teach me and shape me into all I can be
Soothe with a touch when I fear things down deep
PapaBear's hands
Offer strength when I'm weak
PapaBear's hands
Soothe me off to sleep.
They
Are calloused and scarred, sinew and bone
Bring pleasure and pain
Mold and Hone
PapaBear's hands
Can be loving and kind
PapaBear's hands
Firmly spank my behind
They
Show love with each blow
Wipe the tears from my cheek
Make my heart overflow
Make my soul feel complete
PapaBear's hands
Take me by the hair
PapaBear's hands
Always show how he cares
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 12 years agomany of those lines rang home for me--oh, that deep, deep need for intense physical connection and the much more overwhelming emotional(and for you i believe "spiritual")drive to find a complete meld with another intense, totally involved person. breathtakingly focused, precisely communicated! awesome to see that fire a-burnin'! only complaint is about the picture--the eyes are a tease--why not expand the pic to show those abundant charms? lol. eagerly waiting entry #4. bicyclenut
