Hold me. Please? Stroke my hair. Caress my skin. Look into my eyes.
Tell me everything will be fine.
Love me, hold me, need me. Remind me that I’m not alone.
Kiss me, softly, tenderly. Make me believe I am cherished – even if I’m not.
It’s so easy to forget that love exists, that I can inspire tender feelings. It’s easy to believe that I will always be alone and forgotten. Make me believe the fantasy, if just for one night.
Taste my body. Leave gentle kisses in a path across my skin. I will feel them when you are long gone. Imprint yourself on me, so I have this to hold onto when I’m alone – again.
Hold me while I cry at the beauty of our love, of what I want to believe is true. Protect me from my own demons. Chase away the monsters in my mind.
I know this isn’t real. I know it won’t last. But for one night, soothe the ache inside me.
Leigh & I work at balancing this with BDSM. Its not as easy as you think, but as important
Beautiful
Thank you…
I will, just as you soothe me, just as you touch me, just as you want me, I want these things for you.
I know you will, Sir…I have every confidence in the world in you… 🙂