andrew.
i fall to my knees at his feet with a heavy breath.
i almost feel unworthy.
this person, this man-
he's perfection in flesh and blood.
i feel blessed.
this angel, a saint with flaws, perfect flaws.
i nearly worship him.
godlike, i search his face for signs of light, anything celestial or close to it.
i find them faintly, small, unnoticeable to anyone who's wronged him.
he is perfect, and somehow, he is mine.

What is love we speak of?...
We all search in our hearts and others for that wonderful feeling called "love"...but truly, come on...where is it?
We have this feeling as if we know what love is like or can imagine how it feels, it feels **** good.
But when we get involved with another person and want to give our all or trust unto their hearts and lock it forever somehow they seem to find a way to shatter your heart of glass.
Sweep it with your tears but it will cut your eyes and make them bleed more once you catch em cheat'n.
But why do we all become beasts filled with hatred on the one you wanted to love forever...or they do the same unto you.
We all just want to be loved, somewhere, somehow sometime...
What is love? and where is the love we want?
Other's are married and cheat'n but maybe they shouldn't of married or the one they married was really meant for you.
Sometimes the one we are in love with or should be with are so far away by distance.
Or maybe their no longer here, but we find duplicate versions of a person we can't have.
Why is love hard, love is peace but strains the heart.

Beads off sweat rolling down your face from the pleasure your getting makeing my heart race your skin smooth as silk rubbing against me screaming please baby please be mine the ecstasy the passion there is *** in the air as I start to RIP off your underwear kissing lower and lower until your grab the sheet you let out a moan it sounds so sweet you scratch my back as I go deeper in time the room starts to spin I look into your eyes and give you the cheeky grin I come in close to your ear whispering get ready my dear I grab your arms tie them to the bed and start kissing down your body not missing a bit as I get lower I look up to your eyes while kissing your inner thighs I'm in charge now baby remember you whisper yes sir as I start to use my toung it starts to stir you scream out my name as I get faster  begging please let me ****** master I give you permisssion as you moan so loud
You make master very proud

Lavish me in your soft silk fabrics.
Gently brush your fingers against my long wavy hair.
Allow me to close my eyes in the middle of this darkness, while you gently blindfold my sight to unleash the dreams you want me to see.
Cuff my hands to the sides of your bed, and tickle me with your warm candle lit wax as it trickles slowly down my *******.
Whisper to me that i'm your only one, for as submissive i can be to your fair touch.
Send me your warm breath down onto my neck, while you whisper sweet uttering words and nibble on my ear.
Make my skin raise to bumps so that when you first entwine your ****** our souls know that we are always one.
Be my master, or my dom, you are the one to unleash the beast of this wild adventure we call love.
Without you there is no me, and without me there is no you.
Take your leather strap and whip me at last, for the pain is pleasure and to you pleasure is the pain that this raw sanity keeps me tame.

Bruises on my wrists and ankles
Where you tied me up in shackles
But to my surprise you said
"Baby are you comfortable here in bed?"
I stopped and smiled at your concern
"Yes." I said
Then I did learn



you were right for me

Pressed up against the wall, her arch creaked, her spine sang and my right held her at the base and my left wrapped in her silk mane.

When I am inside of you, your moans give direction.