Over you
I have no control,
I'm a Sex Slave
Soul.
Take me in your Arms
and do with me as you will,
without the warmth of your touch
I feel ill.
When I'm being held.
my whole being
for you
has yelled.
This habit
I cannot break,
without you
I feel only heartache.
I'd addicted
to your love,
all of me is
soaring with you above.
Move me in my
Rocking Chair,
climb on top
I dare.
Gravity will
get in the way,
passionately moaning my name
let me hear you say.
Let me ride you Baby
and I won't stop,
I'll give you
every last drop.
I'm about to
misbehave,
and long to be once again
your Sex Slave.
Please Rate This Submission:
- 1
- 2
- 3
- 4
- 5
- Recent
Comments - Add a
Comment - Send
Feedback Send private anonymous feedback to the author (click here to post a public comment instead).
There are no recent comments - Click here to add a comment to this poem