Plead

Your presense is in the air. I know you are waiting there. I come to you freely Really and ideally. Yet as I enter the room The position you assume. You fall gracefully to your knees And beg to be allowed to please. You know that this is what I need To hear you beg and plead. Plead for the pain That keeps you sane. I circle around you Enjoying the view Raking my nails Over flesh thats male's. Your eyes down cast For your test you've passed. As pleasure is sought With the passion that's brought.