Submissive, by . QUEENIE . Subscribe to rss feed for <b>. QUEENIE .</b>

and when your brown eyes
lay upon my face
and when you make a smile 
bound across my lips
i have to wonder why
just it is that
you have this controlling 
effect of taking 
over my mind
and stripping me of my breath.

you are not mine
and im never going to be yours
but still something
underneath
urges me to be behave
and bend to your every wish.

you ask for the time
i always wear a watch
you need a favour
i oblige.
somethign about you
has the world on it's toes
something about you,
makes me submissive.

where others annoy
and teh reply is fuck off
you get my attention
my laughter and grace
whatever it is,
i seem to give you it all
and one would wonder just why
i act the way i do.

unfortunately James
i feel like im in love with you
and maybe this is my way
of keeping you close
it's like, not good
but it's definately not bad.

this is a type
of attitude
and practise
i never once had,
but now im submissive
and of this im glad.

xoxo
Kyelle
Posted: 2005-03-29 18:22:51 UTC

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