Ataraxia Moments  (re edit)

 From attractive to reflective thoughts,  
watching each other from the shadows,

our interest heightened  
daily musings picked over
He's no master and I'm no sub;  
if we breathed air from the same room  
would we be waiting for desirable lessons?
whatever the fun subjects,
we'd be willing to learn and teach.  


But It's true,
I know I need re-training
I've become too ferocious for my own good
He see's my wild side  
knows how to calm my wayward spirit    
I need his ataraxia fluid moments


He's too laid back, needs that invigorating spark
needs to be back on his toes
re-igniting that desire to me
he has his work cut out..  

It's not his as yet,
but this loved up pussy I toy with,
will be,
It has needs and wants..  

needs him badly

wants him inside

me.


He needs to be coached into working up a love sweat on me
needs to be re-taught what's expected at night
before sleep or during the day.
he gone and lost his way

But I'm here with the map see,
and the X's marked in bold
lots and lots of X's

so he dont get lost anymore..


but sure;

I will cry joy with him
when I deliver as he delivers

soothing moments amongst the wild nights shared  
Till then I'll be waiting
foot tapping impatiently
With my warm inviting lovebox covered
For his to own viewing pleasure  
to train
As he wishes
Uncovered for his desired touch
and tasteful approach  


What I have
I'll open up for him
It'll be his
Till then
It's hidden away
Unless my thoughts of him
become to great..  
But he knows this already;  
Knows how I solo my desires
what gets me singing throughout the day  
In the shadows, he sees it all
my body, my soul, my love flowing,
showing for him only till the day he takes over the roll
I can hardly wait to have him in my arms
In love
for real