Saturday, December 5, 2009

Show me

Write some pretty words to me;
Express the music that lies within your soul,
Render me weak from vowels, and hot from consonants,
So I have no choice, but only the loss of self-control.
Melt me, with your gorgeous sentences,
Make me weak, from intelligence, wit and charms…
Show me you can take me,
Let me see with what you’re made,
Until I need to exist, within the safety of your arms…
Exhibit all those strengths so I might see,
That you’ll be more than able…
To Dominate me.

1 comment:

  1. Make me weak, from intelligence, wit and charms

    Definitely something I am looking for as well.

    (Oh and happy belated birthday).