I want someone to soldier me.
And protect my nights,
With the ammunition of love.
No one dared or could penetrate.
With a sheltering of my wants and needs,
Relieved of fear or mystery of feedback static.
I want someone to soldier me,
As if contracted to reveal bravery.
Enough to know I am tough as they can be.
And standing up faithfully to deliver unbelievable,
Devotion!
I want someone to soldier me.
With a sheltering of my wants and needs.
Relieved of fear or mystery of feedback static.
To ask.
To tell.
And be given,
Passion.
Seen, felt and uncamouflaged in action!
I want someone to soldier me,
As if contracted to reveal a bravery uncommon...
To capture the wishes of my submissiveness.
And piercing through armor to find me tender!
I want to be bare,
There...
Held and in a hold patrolled.
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