caligirl{Rob}
07-23-2008, 09:05 AM
HIS
His mottled rose
He pulls her taut
til veins exposed
she resists not
the flaming heat
of burning wax
against the teat
where cane's attack
unto Him
she does belong
His every whim
she goes along
she gave her heart
yet He took more
that sacred part
her soul, her core
she'll not deny
Him anything
you hear her cry
He hears her sing
His mottled rose
He pulls her taut
til veins exposed
she resists not
the flaming heat
of burning wax
against the teat
where cane's attack
unto Him
she does belong
His every whim
she goes along
she gave her heart
yet He took more
that sacred part
her soul, her core
she'll not deny
Him anything
you hear her cry
He hears her sing