How you embarrassment me so with feeling this way about you,
with all the men and woman I have taking to my bed not one has ever made me feel the passion like you do.
With the tearing flesh on flesh the pining you to the wall, the obedient need to have you tell me what to do.
How I adore you and need to have your body obey me in every which way I can think.
Craving seducing teeth biting deep, nails digging in the power creeping throw my body.
It starts to feel like a wild panther ready to kill, uncontrolled with no rules.
How you've made me feel ashamed of the feeling waiting for you, just one night that all I need then I can get back to being me.
Tell me what to do! With the muse of love and joy. Nice work.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
unrestrained feral and potent... its hard to marry the tenderness of intimacy and the unbridled want... liked your lines nice