And then he came
with a mighty cum
and said it was the best service
my mouth had ever given
which is saying quite a lot.
And then I lay my head on his lap
and he stroked my hair
and I swam in his ownership
and embraced the pain
that I was only then
truly starting to feel.
And I felt very close to him.
He is
my
Master.
And I am content.
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I love your poetry.
"...best service my mouth had ever given..." Well, that is indeed a glorious thing to hear. Did you feel that way, as well? And if so, to what do you attribute the excellence? (If one may ask, of course.) In any case, I am so very happy for you! - jcn
Being content is such a wonderful thing to be!
Beautiful balance!
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