when She touches me
my heart expands
when She tells me
She loves me and smiles
i feel as thoughall is right
with the world.
i have held greatness when
She's in my arms.
i felt pure joy when we're
intertwined.
From the soles of Her feet
to the tip of the hair
i would love to touch, to lick, to
nurture, to love, to render only mine
to clone, never own, just have "my home grown"
She pushes, She nags, She gets on my
damn nerves!
a lifetime of prisonment in Her
i want to serve.
She gets upset and treats me so cold
and if i could
i would stay with Her until I was old.
She's my lover, my best friend
but what do i do now that
She's at her rope's end?
nothing
is my reply
is what i can come up with
nothing
is what i'll end up with
NOTHING.