February 27, 2006


Here I am...

Wanting, waiting,
desire on fire,
perched on the
edge of a cliff...


Such a powerful word.

A woman.

Sacred, powerful
delicate, a goddess...

A man.

Wanting to touch,
penetrate, devour
and embrace.

If you ask,
she'll respond;

your wish is my

I am yours.

Hands on thighs,
breasts on cock,
chin on chest,
eyes on lips...

You are my man.

All is yours,
all is given
to you now.

Ah, the simplicity
of a spell with the
simplest words;

may I?


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