Owned

Awaiting your arrival 
the seconds are years.
Minutes a decade.
An a eternity of tears.
I want to be your possession,
I am yours to own.
Do with me what you want,
take this place on your throne.
For you are my King
and i will meet your demands.
I will serve you completely,
I'm a slave in your hands.
Always been god,
now a servant on my knees.
I live for your commands,
I'll do anything to please.
Kiss me, i'll kiss you,
I'll sell you my soul.
I'll live for your pleasure,
give you full control.
The times almost come for you to knock at my door,
i live for you now and forever,
if thats not enough, I'll give you more.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Bull Avatar
August 27, 2009 at 6:32 AM
Gosh...I wish my missus would say things like that about me! Good verse!
Kendrick Avatar
August 27, 2009 at 4:26 AM
This is sad!!! Unless you are giving your all to a higher power. Interesting thoughts put to pen. Sara
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