Save me little girl
Save me from myself
Save me from my life
I cowardly hide behind
Save me from my lies
burning deep inside
Save me from my words
I had forgotten or dried
What can I do little girl
For everything I have tried
I can only dream little girl
Dream of what I was denied
Dream of those days
When our bodies intertwined
When kisses I drank
Fluids exchanged and dined
Dream of those nights
When we shared our cries
When nipples were erect
And lows sprang to highs
Dream of a bed drenched
With cum and lovers dyes
Save me little girl
Save me from my pride
Save me from a world
That has withered and died
Tears turned to ashes
voices back to stone
Back to my shyness
and my shivering bone
Before you brought me out
Into the light that brightly shone
What little I had miraculously spilled
In every genre and every tone
Bring me back little girl
into the folds I had known
The folds of your bosom
And the sounds of your moans
Bring me back little girl
Back to the safety of your groin
To drink your sweet nectar
Spilled out of a throbbing throne
Save me little girl
For you’re the only one
Who can pull me out
of my misery I self handedly sewn
The pleading is genuinely felt. Nicely done
I wasn’t pleading… I was stating a fact… holy crap… I was pleading
Made me want to save you, Sam – Harriet-Jacqui xx
Saved by the best writer in the world… what else can I ask for
Flattery gets you everywhere, Sam, but I’m okay, I think as opposed to being particularly good at it, oh, and the writing! Take Care, Harriet-Jacqui xx
Good to see you putting your site to good use! This has a great “beat” to it. The story has been told many times, but your version makes it fresh and current. Great job Sam.
Thanks. I appreciate you reading and commenting
Okay okay, sit tight Sam help is on the way!!
The pleading really set the tone and has me ready to put on my cape.. nicely done xx
My hero