...Spoil the Child
Grounded
You say I’m grounded
Ground me
Impossible it seems to keep me in one spot
For any length of time
Unless between my thighs
And make your eyes speak for you
They say more then you ever could
When your glares scream at me
My knees are weak
I am yours to please
Ground me
Yes I am grounded
Closer to the floor then I ever thought possible
And you pound me
Over and over again
Until I understand that I’m yours
There is no pretence
When I am made yours
And nothing false about your quickening pace
As your soft hands touch my face
And your stare makes love to my mind
Ground me
I need stability
Your steady hand brings it to me
Round and round again
Are you ready
For me
To test your rod again
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