You’ll have to take It slow with me That’s just the way Things have to be I’m sensitive

When we realize That our imperfections are Our emperfections

Never gonna be The cover of Glamour That sure doesn’t mean I’m not still enamored With your energy

I’ve lived my life And seen some things Heard bitchin’ tunes Tasted my dreams But if you want

I cast the blame on you and her That just might be a bit obscured To tell the tale with honest voice I have to acknowledge my choice

Ev’rything about my life Tells me that you’re poison If you’ve ever heard of me You know I don’t listen

To see the best of me Play a symphony That moves my feet

Give me... A campfire, Smokes, And a bottle of rum; I’ll regale you all night long.

I appreciate you Facilitating breakthroughs With love I didn’t know due This wretch without a clue

You have an ideal That I will never fulfill So I have to peel

I would be the worst Dom Ever. If a Sub said “Here is my being, Do as you like.” Only her pleasure and joy

I’ve driven self along my quest I think it might be time for rest To take steps back and then assess What it might mean to be my best

I have a grip that’s never loose That’s why I always get my goose I dig my claws into your soul Until I’m your silver and gold

I can blend seamlessly Because I find parts of me In ev’ryone I see