Southern Belle
One told me in song to make my voice heard.
And goddamnit... tonight, my thoughts were Alive. They were burning in my brain; toiling with no medium in which to express.
I've never felt so aggrivated to have been driving at that moment in time. So now, I'll do my best to express,
all that I need,
advice for you and I to Heed.
bwuahaha. yeah, that just made me giggle. I'm slipping into story-teller mode. ((Oh Power Wolf of my soul, I do so love you.)) and I work innnn... five hours. ((but I'm not going to regret a damn thing. what a great feeling it is to be young.))
I'm happy in my submissive nature. I state this in the moment because it needs to be done. I've too long denied/mistook/hid/and acted in secret. One should never have to cloak themself.
I Mother, I clean...
I'll make your drink.
I'll love you until I am betrayed...
and even then I'll care at the brink.
But, let this not be confused with total naivety.
Its true, I'll want your control-
inebriated or sober;
I'd rather feel things through the flesh-
no words tearing my soul, at best.
Hah, now tell me.
Can you see the flipside of this coin?
Its the temptress
the succubus
the one with whom your passion overflow.
She'll pin you down and bite your lip,
tell you these breasts must be licked;
all the while that intensity
. . .
brims on animalistic.
Do you get it now? I fear its not clear enough. Points were made and not explained... not how I wanted this to read.
I couldn't deny the flow, the emotion. I'm sure I'll broaden the horizon; enlighten your curious minds... another time.
And goddamnit... tonight, my thoughts were Alive. They were burning in my brain; toiling with no medium in which to express.
I've never felt so aggrivated to have been driving at that moment in time. So now, I'll do my best to express,
all that I need,
advice for you and I to Heed.
bwuahaha. yeah, that just made me giggle. I'm slipping into story-teller mode. ((Oh Power Wolf of my soul, I do so love you.)) and I work innnn... five hours. ((but I'm not going to regret a damn thing. what a great feeling it is to be young.))
I'm happy in my submissive nature. I state this in the moment because it needs to be done. I've too long denied/mistook/hid/and acted in secret. One should never have to cloak themself.
I Mother, I clean...
I'll make your drink.
I'll love you until I am betrayed...
and even then I'll care at the brink.
But, let this not be confused with total naivety.
Its true, I'll want your control-
inebriated or sober;
I'd rather feel things through the flesh-
no words tearing my soul, at best.
Hah, now tell me.
Can you see the flipside of this coin?
Its the temptress
the succubus
the one with whom your passion overflow.
She'll pin you down and bite your lip,
tell you these breasts must be licked;
all the while that intensity
. . .
brims on animalistic.
Do you get it now? I fear its not clear enough. Points were made and not explained... not how I wanted this to read.
I couldn't deny the flow, the emotion. I'm sure I'll broaden the horizon; enlighten your curious minds... another time.