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04 October 2014

setting my spirit free

you're more than just my rock
on days I go astray
comfort in a bad place
when I'm close to panic
you calm me with your face

you're more than just my rock
to me your everything
you're everything I need
from tender to the rough
making me beg and plead

you're more than just my rock
you're what I desire
you make me go insane
owner of the collar
you're pleasurable pain

you're more than just my rock
after all the contact
you tenderly touch me
caressing naked flesh
setting my spirit free
Monchielle Poem
Copyright © 2014 by Patrick B Vince

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