Close the clasp and hook the leash
set me at your feet
I stare up with saddened eyes
never wanting my release
just love
Humming softly hand in hair
then you pat my head
standing then you tug on me
to follow you to bed
for love
Pull me to you gently as
you grow beneath my tummy
kiss my lips so tenderly
the taste is oh so yummy
like love
Have you way and do your deed
grasp me take me make me bleed
All these things I desperately need
and love
Die your death and I die mine
upon your chest I tremble
But this is what I fear the most
a sad goodbying symbol
much love
but not real love.
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