A love so big it owns my soul
A love so big it fills me whole
A lust that leaves me wanting more
A lust that leaves me spent and sore!
For now it's only in my head
For now it's dreams of her in my bed
She knows the score it's often said
She knows the contents of my head
I don't want to do this all alone
I don't want to beg or ever moan
The choice is hers alone to make
The choice is simple,flour or cake
Trust is not an issue to me
Trust is here for her to see
I wait here so impatiently
I wait here hoping she will see.
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Comments & Feedback (22)
Decisions decisions.... Sometimes the decisions and choices we have to make stink but we must make them non the less, striving to do what's right won't always follow an easy or pain free path...
@gazplend you're very welcome a guy who is comfortable with expressing his emotions is hard to come by 😘
@sara_lou omg I'm very comfortable! Have you read my past stuff!! I just speak from the heart,this place is my outlet to be myself and get things off my chest 😘😘
@gazplend yeah just been reading your stuff. Certainly words spoken from the heart. It's good to get things off your chest and share it with people who appreciate 😘💜
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