you just say those words and i am your slave, bind me and tie me or tell me and i will do whatever comes off of those shining lips of yours, your words are commandments, your commands are my lifestyle.

I want to be your dog i don't care if you buy me a pillow and fluff my hair or if you lock me in the basement and kick me in the sides, i'll come limping lovingly back every time, such is my devotion...love as big as the chocolate sea that sits before me everyday as i take the train pulling me further and closer to you, simultaneously.

I can taste you in my sleep, and in your sleep i can invade your privacy and invade your mood....and how much i love you when you're far away, but more so when you're here and you tap on my door at obscene hours to play acoustic guitar in my living room, stroke my hair while we watch pornographic movies...

how come you are so loving when we're all alone, but so eager to kiss me in front of your mother only?