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Fucked and loved

You never made love, you always just fuked;

A master of your craft,

With hands, words and dance

You break many a man�s heart

And torn a valley down the middle of my soul,

Cause of this,

I became a master of many tongues

A world shaker, and shaper of worlds;

And when the little girl in you wanted that still innocent boy inside me

You were always shy and withdrawn, but loving and kind

When you were a diva, and wanted play

How I worshiped at your shrine of pleasure and suffering

On bended knee at your feet,

In lust and sacrifice I pray;

No longer caring what is good or is bad

I wanted those games you inflicted

Blood and roses on bended knee,

Or the love that was made, with cr�mes, chocolate and berries,

Tied up or flogged, bloodied and blue

And the orgasm surpassed cuts blood and pain,

Till long past our darkness of night, and the silver moon no longer did shine,

Till the break of day,

And in the morning light did it now shine,

As each of us took turns crawling on the floor for each other,

In infatuation

I gave myself over in humiliation and in dominance

We fuck more than anything

Howling in pleasures and scream out in pain

Over and over,

I thrust in harder and deeper

Oh, I wear my scars

Till I am always drained

And you are shaking and crypt walking,

But when you make love to me

It changed me

And it moved my world out of my orbit

And into yours

Where I now lay

Fuked and loved

Always satisfied and in want