I wrote a new poem hope you all like it,
Nothing but the Rain
I want to be in love true love deep ever lasting
the things fairy tales are made of songs are sung about books are written about
I want to be in love
deep profound till death do of part and beyond kind of love
with...a Lil twist.
I want to be your princess pampered and coddled like a porcelain doll my spirit as fragile as my frail façade put upon a pedestal no girl can really live up too
I want to be your kitten
the things fairy tales are made of songs are sung about books are written about
I want to be in love
deep profound till death do of part and beyond kind of love
with...a Lil twist.
I want to be your princess pampered and coddled like a porcelain doll my spirit as fragile as my frail façade put upon a pedestal no girl can really live up too
I want to be your kitten
all fluff and fur curled up in your lap purring in your ears imploring you for pets and scritches in that special place only you know my nails piercing your skin as i kneed at you contentedly
I want to be your confidant
the person you come to at the end of a long day i want to hear all about your bad days your good days your mediocre days.
I want to hear the story of your life from exposition to conclusion and even the epilogue no detail to minute too boring after all they are all a part of you.
I want to be your partner your equal your right hand man the person you turn to to help you thru life's trials and tribulations,
the person you come to when you need to make a decision the little voice in your head that helps guide you to whats best for us both the person to go forth with you hand in hand shoulders back head held high to face the world together
I want to be your caretaker when you are sick, when you are sad hurt broken distraught i want to be the person to help pick up the pieces make you chicken soup know the right type of tissues to buy
I want to be the person to coddle you and hold you and run to the store and get you the non yucky medicine despite the fact you are acting like a baby...it's only a cold
I want to be your sex goddess, your slave, your whore on my knees begging tugging at your pants hair wild falling down my shoulders and back your good girl eagerly waiting for every command ready and waiting to fulfill all your wants and needs
your bad girl misbehaving defying you eagerly waiting for whatever punishment you choose to dole out
your lover held desperately in your arms eyes linked held in a passionate embrace neither gentle nor rough a rare time when every movement every touch is the physical expression of every word every thought every feeling we have for each other but lack the words to fully explain.
I want to be your love to be the person you look at and realize is everything you have ever wanted in a woman and more to be the person you can't imagine life without or even what life was before we met the person who randomly invades your thoughts and dreams my scent the look in my eyes the softness of my lips drifting in and out of your consciousness as you sit at work, in the car, on the train...
i want to be all of this and more and refuse to settle for being anything less.
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