I’m hungry to keep you safe and hold you closely, make sure nothing but me can hurt you. Push you to see that you are mighty and tender. And can take yourself even further than you ever thought you could, for me, for both of us.
I have told you countless times about how much I adore you and think you are breathlessly sexy, a divine deity, a glowing masterpiece. And you too tell me that I’m crazy hot every chance you have, so we don’t need to do that now.
During our playing I may call you names or hold you down; we’ve talked about all this already. I know it makes you weak with need – hell, me too.
I can give you sensations that rough up your brain and release endorphins, shear away the mondain human existance. And you can know that I am driving. Trust in me, that I know where we are going and know when we need a rest stop on the way there. And though I am holding the wheel, I don’t for a minute stop glorying at the scenery. And you- you can truly let go.