I want the wind to take me
Grab me round the middle
swing me to and fro (hither/thither)
treat me as a rag doll
Pound me with rain
or hail the size of Hell Cats
It would recieve ardent love for its troubles
for the push and the pull
Haphazard morning, noon, and night(always)
And I'll remain forever faithful
If it keeps me on my toes.
I know this isnt very good, but its still a work in progress.
Much love
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It's a nice poem! You are great!
As for me a physical submission is not a primary and ultimate goal. I can well do without the act itself, cause the pleasure comes somewhere from the brain or heart. Just the anticipation, the thrill is running the excitation.
http://www.bondage-guide.net/post/submissive.html
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