I can't imagine what it's like
To wake up free of fear
And to be completely certain
I have a purpose here
Life would be so much easier
If the past would disappear
But I cant let go and the memories
Only seem to get more clear

I don’t live just to please you
I don’t live just to open my leg for you
I don’t live just to let you hear my moan
I don’t live just to provide your ****** lust

I live for myself

Xyvernah

Light is the tongue that speaks his heart, using 'aql

The wind is chasing trees,
I hear the green leaves
And I hear the green leave,
Unfortunately
I see a desert giving birth
To another sea

People never really leave
You either meet them again in person 
Or you'll find their flowers blooming, contemplating that image in the mirror

A normal night arises,
we take comfort with one another as we have in many past connections.
You reach for me I oblige.
My body yearning for its pleasure,
a silent request for more than traditional
I grasp you with a deep ****** of my body.
Pulling my leg up resting it on your left shoulder I
slowly pull your lips to mine.
Dropping my right leg connecting our bodies,
our toes gently touch.
I can feel your smile, as our bodies naturally take their own course
gripping together.
Your body heated your rhythm climbing
I pull away just enough to include your hand allowing you to feel me as your manhood penetrants.
Guiding you gripping you with nothing more than my lady.
I plead for you to lay deeper
allowing you to experience my true pleasure
Your one finger touching gently my lady's grip tightens
our stare
opening up as you experience my ****** control.