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PAST IN MY FUTURE   Not knowing what to do with my hands As I move around in my seat These hands that hold lives in them daily Suddenly, the silly 15 year old in me Battling for my own power That fluctuates around you Floating in and out of comfort My safety net gone I listen to your voice

BLESSINGS FROM OTHER LANDS   The truth is that I am scared that I will lose what I have with you By telling you what I fantasize about with you Your coaching ringing in my ears The risk so big and all I can do is trust So here I am trusting ... The nervous laughter gone, the jokes subdued,

SOON   I have worked til I can't anymore ... I need to sleep but all I can do is think about you - I miss your skin - your smile - your lips I want nothing more than to just be able to lay beside you, my arms around you, my lips on your neck, my breasts against your

MY SOUL DON'T NEED SEX   My soul needs passion Hard, rough, cross-the-line-of-pain passion Wretch it out, twist it up, make my eyes burn Hear me scream, beg you to stop Beg you to return Passion I can beg ... I don't wanna But I will ... No pride, no ego, no frail little grrl Bring it on, I can

NAKED   I take down the walls A brick at a time Your view clear now I'm exposed I never knew I could stand Naked in front of anyone I am scared ... shaking, but My skin warm in your light Transparent My heart & soul visible To you My mind free To make plan with you in them So

THE SUBSTITUTE   Looking at your photo My substitute for real-life I can feel your skin, taste the salt, smell your sweetness I feel possessed Your spell is stronger than I am, I cannot break it I don't want to break it I like the swoon-factor, the dizziness, the blood rushing to my clit ... I could throb all night