for my boy-pup

Properly "melancoly lines for boy-pup", dedicated to my sweet little sissy slut, cdjamie.

Melancholy, seeps like smoke from opiate insense
Each silken tendril caresses, purrs around the soul
Its velvet touch, its sweet somnolence
Slolwy, gently takes control

As the abcense of a love leads one to dreaming
Sweet and tender, lost in fondest thoughts
Each mournful, longing kiss imagined, schemeing
Ways to sweeter, sinful sports.

That yearning, for a sweet caress of lips on fingers
For the feel of willing boy-skin under teeth
So long without him, unsated my desire lingers
To feel desire, taste submission, end four years of grief.

And each fancy falls forlorn, arcs of wasted seed
Full of thoughts, my mournful psyche dreams so sweet
Thoughts of lust, of longing, love, and need
To take my little pup in arms, feast upon him, rest replete

Each moment of lamented joy, sad bliss, this ecstacy
Of crystal tears, glittering rainbows in the void
Each falls, like stars over forgotten Arcady
And arms lay empty, cold, devoid.

Intereting