15 Sprite (1/2)

My partner today is my partner every weekend

He would meet me outside the bar

I would order champagne

But he would buy me sprite

I love sprite

He calls me by name I call him my lover

Sweet and gorgeous and rich and molded in perfection

Every night he would bow down before me

Kiss the back of my hand

Slide his hands around my waist

Making me moan like a girl a normal girl

Squealing with nothing but passion

His queen

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His lover

His property

On top of my mountain he would stay

Torturing the bed till it screams with me

And when hes done

The fire in his touch is gone

Pull his length off my opening

Leaving me alone and craving for more

As he showers scrubbing all of me

Out to the drain

While his memories are dripping

Out of my drain

Remembering how we burned with passion

How we will burn with passion next week

I remain the same

I tremble like a fragile kitten

Until he leaves the shower

Where he would return without another word

Like Im a fairy