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Be my Pilot
Can you feel what i feel?
The way my body burns
When i think of you
The way you say my name
Give me what we both deserve
Cries in the night, during the day,
What does it matter
We're lost in
The glow of just us
Rumpled sheets
Wait, what sheets
Clothes scattered
Handcuffs hanging
From the post.
Release this hidden part of me
Let me be myself around you
Fulfill the dark needs
I seem to have
A bed is just a tool
We can do it anywhere
I have an open mind
I will try almost anything
If you are my pilot.
The way my body burns
When i think of you
The way you say my name
Give me what we both deserve
Cries in the night, during the day,
What does it matter
We're lost in
The glow of just us
Rumpled sheets
Wait, what sheets
Clothes scattered
Handcuffs hanging
From the post.
Release this hidden part of me
Let me be myself around you
Fulfill the dark needs
I seem to have
A bed is just a tool
We can do it anywhere
I have an open mind
I will try almost anything
If you are my pilot.
Published 23rd Mar 2015
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23rd Mar 2015 9:09am
23rd Mar 2015 11:49am
23rd Mar 2015 9:39am
Seductive and nice imagery but I have to ask if you will try almost anything why are those handcuffs still hanging on the post? :)
23rd Mar 2015 11:48am
because SOMEBODY *glares at partner* is too much of a bottom to use something like that on ME, and the one I wish to use them on me...LONG story...I's a kinky bitch with no outlet but poetry!
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23rd Mar 2015 11:11am
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