Held

My wrists are held, I am not strong enough
I submit, let me live
Give me breath , so I can show
My love My desire , please dont let go
My gaze is held, I am not strong enough
I submit, let me stay
Give me pain, so I can show
My need, My desire , please dont let go
Its your power, your pain, your pleasure that gains
My admiration
Its your vices, your whims, your abilities
That build my infatuation
Nobody hurts me , like you do
Nobody makes me feel like I feel when Im with you
I nurse my scars, my bruised face and breasts
I am in need, need to supress
The instinct
The heat rises
The need implies
I have lost myself
It matters not, I have found you , and in that me too

Held

Hasriel

Romford, United Kingdom

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