| I once had this great feeling, I had met some one with a true power that left me reeling on the edge, she was captivateing, powerful, seductive, and submissive to my every need, just make me bleed. I miss my goddess, I miss my numbness, I miss my faithful servant. Goddess, you have gone, left me here all alone, dear to me you are, and near to me I wish you were. Fear me not, because I'll fuck you when you're hot. I miss my goddess, I miss my numbness, I miss her, my subbmissive thrashing lover of lunar activity, my diety of sodomy and sin, lust a powerful thing. I miss my goddess, I miss my numbness, I miss you. My sweet, seductive, sexy, sensual, sinful, submissive, satisfying servant of sodomy, the shattering affect of the boreing glass whores that lined up before. You were special, you were perfectly sexual, a sire of pure wicked desire, I wish you were here now. For without you goddess, I am lost in maddness. Watching myself get lost in the cost, the price I pay is from the lust for you I have. I miss my goddess, I miss my numbness, I miss you, my specter of surprise, you sensual device, precious little petal of anything but pathetic, you sexy psychotic goddess. I miss my goddess, I miss my wholeness, I miss my virture in her vitality. Cryptic candy, supper for the sinful, my goddess I wait faithful upon your return. My Goddess I miss you. These are my final words for you. For now. What else can I say, Iv been open and honest, I hope you find this appeaseing to your suculent taste. |
