my head is spinning, and my wrists hurt. so i apologize now; for what its worth.
your mind aches, its been almost two days, and i want to hold you until your ribs break.
your arms are sore; from the night before, maybe those handcuffs were a little too short.
the time has gone away; its turned day into night im sorry baby, if the blindfold was too tight.
im the low level devil on your shoulder, who tells you what you want to hear. and now you're wondering how in the hell you got here.
you cant move your body, you cant see a thing, your body is in fear but you know whats happening.
you should've listened to your angel, and done what it told you to do "stay the fuck at home" now look at you.
your a main dish, for a big appetite, im going to spread you apart and take a bite.
my body is against yours, slowly sliding down, i think you know whats coming, im going to go to town.
i have your sex on me, it tastes so fucking good, i would do this all day if i knew that i could.
you know your in control you can command me with a kiss just wait one second, and tell me whose game this is?
maybe you were manipulated, or even lied to. but you said you can feel it deep inside you.
ive been poisoned by a drug, its too fine to be identified, its illegal in my bedroom and the lower 49
i think im slippin away somewhere warm and deep inside. somewhere safe, but there is no place to hide.
i get drunk off you, i feel intoxified, im inebriated , im on cloud 9
i need your affection, i stand open for correction, but i want to effect you , i want to infect you.
no im not going to stop until you are mine, i want to wake up with you , our fingers inter-twined.
everything you have read is completely true, these are my lollipop writing fantasies laced with you.
intoxicated, in the future jill will be cool and im not gonna suck. i need to breathe you. lollipop writing. months of courage. i want to hear your voice in my ears. echoing in my brain. my fingertips are egaer to drag themselves accross your flesh. my mouth awaits your sugary breath. my lips are ragged. they miss your hospitality. the warmth of your body is some thing to be attended to. im down on my knees, giving you attention where its needed. am i your imagination. . im addicted to your affection. i get drunk off your kiss. my hands tell me fables of skin so soft there is no comparison. my wrists keep telling me stories every movement they tell me the beauty of being sore. is there something wrong with me? you command me with kiss. and i feel like im going through withdrawls. my head is spinning. im ill because of a new addiction. blindfolded, handcuffed and helpless. i need forgiveness.