Another love poem for Princess

I miss her.
Yeah, I miss Princess.

You know, holding hands.
The touching and kissing.
You know,
Those simple things
Lovers do.

Princess’s arms, a safe harbor.
A shelter.
Feeling safe.
Soothed.
Trusted.

Loved and wanted.
Needed too.

Finally arrived.
At my destiny.
Princess’s arms.

I miss the leisurely fucking.
The lovemaking.
Her moans.
Give me pain, Milord.
Ah, that feels good.
But…
More please, Milord.
I am yours.
I always will be
Yours.

Her shivering body.
When she comes.
And comes.
Abundantly offering
Herself to me.

I miss the nights.
With you, Princess.
Drifting and holding.
Dozing and dreaming.
Waking up with you.
Next to you.

Yes, I miss you, Princess.
I miss you because
Without you I am
Merely nothing.

Princess is my
Heartbeat.
My oxygen.
My soul.
My life.

For whom I
Was born for.

We are one.
Princess and I.

Yeah Princess. You and me.

Leaf

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