Mr. Pleasures

Will you remember me, when your inspiration no longer requires me. Lost memories, I wonder how so many years can pass as you watched me evolve and still continue to love me. It’s as if you took vows for me, only you were the only one standing at the alter while I was out defaming every part of me. I moved on, and pushed you away as best I could. Yet whenever I started writing, those distant memories always came floating back to me. Too many have spoken to just run away from me, run away from the grasps of this sexy, playful, kitty. Yet here you are, still within my reach. Could it be, you’re the only one who truly understands me? Or could it be, you chose to only see that young, naive side of me. It’s been six years baby. And yes I still wonder if I missed out seeing just how well the king of pleasures could really pleasure me… but that’s a different story. You do inspire me. Thank you for yet another piece.