Friday, May 4, 2012

Dripping with the juices of compulsion,
Awaiting the next command from my cinnamon goddess,
Ready to service her and her stable as she deems fit;
Believing each success brings her happiness.
Yearning for the final reward, wherein she shall
Deluge my senses from within her inner core, the
X factor in my submission to her -
Xenephobe happily escaping under her enveloping alabater globes...
X marks the spot!