Eternally bound
Passion like a fire
Anchored to the ground
Slave to her desire
Every smiling glance
Every little grin
Every move a dance
Smouldering again
Savage, primal mind
Overwhelmind need
Under, o'er, behind
Yearning to be freed
She bids me be still
Soothes her savage beast
At least, that is, until
She allows me to feast
Goddess holds my lust
Though the leash will fray
But I hold her trust
And so I shall obey
She who owns my soul
Lets me guard her heart
Keeps me in control
My perfect work of art
All that I can take
Not to claim her here
Passion has an ache
That'll never disappear
Tonight a single word
From her perfect lips
Passions undeterred
Fire in my hips
Every muscle taut
Breathing hard and deep
Bodies slick and hot
Collapsing in a heap
Goddess holds my lust
Until the leash should snap
Whereupon I must
Devour every scrap
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- © Jackson Cambridge, 2015.
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