by Dane Raider » Sun Feb 26, 2012 6:20 pm
Like the Flower You Are
This will be the last time,
I promise myself that each time, but each time is a lie.
I laugh around others,
And tell them how I do it for your winning smile, your warm heart,
But really what sticks in my mind is that look in your eye.
He handles you so delicately,
Like the flower you are,
O princess of mine...
But not just mine.
As you flail and kick and squeak out your desperate cry,
I know.
By all that's holy, I wish I believed you,
But I'm no fool.
Your bodyguard so few today,
Oh, is it that time of month again already?
His venomous grin, those reptile teeth,
And with a flick of his wrist you are draped over his shoulder,
He bounds away, powerfully,
And I guess that's why you let him.
How could I compete?
A working man, me.
I unclog the drains,
Yet you let me be the hero of your heart,
I yearn for those days.
Anger wells within me,
How fucking dare you, you bitch?!
I crush the face of another betoothed mushroom,
Revelling in the moment's catharsis as I hold its life in the balance,
And with the final push of my heel it spasms to oblivion.
You're back with me now,
And we lay in each other,
A hero's reward, who could ask for more?
But the words keep echoing in my head,
Never ceasing, always mocking,
As true now as when ever they were spoke,
"Our princess is in another castle."
Being kinky is when you tickle your girlfriend's anus with a feather, being perverted is when you bypass that hassle and just start humping chickens.