I Am Your Slave Dog

As I lovingly caress
your tight, slender body,
Ever cautious of your delicate
precipitous frame...

and

As I breathe in
your sweet emitting nebula with
my spongy chest cavity panting
in anticipation....

"I think"...

I AM YOUR SLAVE DOG.
Thoughts of you
surround everything I do.
I wake up thinking of my lips pressed against you
and I'm sure I'll die holding you tightly.

Forever
You and Me
Together
As one
Laughing, Crying, Living, Dying...
As one
Together
You and Me
Forever

I can't wait until
the next time
I can have you...
To suckle you...
To breathe you...
You are EVERYTHING I need.....

Wrapped neatly
into
One
Beautifully
Enticing
Package.

"Then I Think"...

You will probably be the death of me.
I should really rid myself of you,
but then what would I ever do
with all of my extra time?
Write rhyme?

It's been so nice "just thinking" with you.
Gotta run to the store now, but don't be blue.
Oh, and one more thing before I forget...
Never get involved
with a cigarrette....

Responses

3 comments so far.

1. Shan says:

   This made me smile.

2. Randal Harding says:

   This is very good. You had me.

3. roxanne lamb says:

   that must have been one damn good cigarette...=)