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Dec 2014
The leaves are rustling
And the trees are bustling
And the rain is falling
Yet here I am thinking of you
Dreaming of something tender
A moment of sweet surrender
Where I offer myself completely
To your every strange desire
Soft skin, pale with lust
Tainted hearts clogged with rust
Lace draped across the nape
Of your delicate neck perfectly
The sight of you makes me weak

Acts deemed depraved I find
Beautiful through your passion
It strikes me down to nothing
It cuts me deep, left bleeding
Pouring out with boyish humility
A bashfulness unmeasured before
But unrelenting I indulge fearlessly
For what have I got to lose
I am already destroyed and broken
By simply being in your presence
Wounded by your unapologetic allure
A pathetic puppy dog whimpering
For your attention and love

Strike dear mistress, do your worst
Use me up and throw me away
A fate I'd serve obediently, endlessly
Your slave to order around
To worship you at your high heeled foot
Exposed, waiting to be dominated
Dying to be wasted off your scorn
Intoxicated by your perfect body
Delirious, drugged, begging for more
Let me overdose on your sensuality
A fine death by me, a perfect end
Without hesitation I'll die right here
Your body my tomb, I'll reside forever.
You didn't ask to be written about,
I didn't ask to be enthralled by you.
Ryan
Written by
Ryan  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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   ---, RS Williams and Creep
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