Well I suppose I will be forgiven for being all gushy this weekend. So here is a poem I wrote to Master when we were still chatting... as you can tell from it, I kinda wanted him to come. Come and make a world with me our hearts the only law a world of pure devotion our love so pure and sure Come and be my lover my Master and my friend Let me be your lover your slave and closest friend Come and share my life with me Take me for Your very own With every passing moment The seeds of trust are sown Come and make a world with me One where we can play exploring lifes diversities each and every day Come and do just average things like petting dogs & washing up Enjoying each activity made special cuz its "us" Come and save me from my loneliness Come and stoke my fire Come and bring Your body here My object of desire Come and let me love You Come and let me see The new life that You've given Sprung from Your love for me
< Message edited by slavejali -- 6/30/2006 6:48:52 AM >
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Freedom in Bondage Different Strokes for Different Folks "I'll always have a *soft spot* for Sadists"
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