Dedicated Dalliance

Sometimes I wake,

From a daydreamed scene fake;

Wherein I’m prepping for you

vegan fare.

With enough protein baked in,

To preserve healthy skin,

And erase

rippled grooves

in

Finger nails. 

Meals guaranteed 

to keep you 

fit, healthy,

and hale. 

Dost mine heart beat with this need to avail you? 

So I punch out these words

to assail you. 

It’s awkward. 

It’s gross.

It oughtta make me morose.

But it doesn’t;

It just causes

My pitched tent 

To lean fro. 

One can’t love someone else into loving them. 

Or truly care for someone they scarcely know. 

Or approach someone else, 

when they live in the house, 

of a lover they have been 

For years bound to. 

I know this...but

Still something innate.

A feeling deeper than hate

Keeps growing irate. 

That I can’t...

just reach out 

and caress you.

Embrace and

De-stress you.

Take my time

And undress you.

Delight, tease, excite,

Then release you. 

Indeed...

In me is a small piece; 

a savage little beast.

That simply won’t settle

Until it can nestle; 

Right there close up

And enfolded by you.

As the world without

spins

Fair or gross,

we’d still win;

From that place 

of embrace

enriched 

Flow-thrall.

Better that dream by far,

Than the 

nightmare 

bawling ball

Of that wee bestial 

Lust maddened 

Creature.

Locked down

Safe and sound,

Gently gagged

And bound.

In a sound-proofed

neuron-reinforced 

Chamber.