You're leaving on your long-planned trip,
It’s your birthday rendezvous.
The problem is instead of me
It’s your husband that’s with you.
You’ve anticipated it for quite some time,
You two rarely get away.
You’re looking for some fun, some wine,
And hopefully to get laid.
You'll drive on winding, country roads
And see the beauty of the trees.
You’ll wonder when I passed there last
And if I felt the exact same breeze.
I must tell you now that I will be,
At every place with you.
Just like me, no matter how you try,
There’s no escaping the love between us two.
For you're traveling to my stomping grounds,
A place of such familiarity.
He'll look at you and wonder where you are,
As your mind drifts off to me.
You'll see my arms on another man,
You'll see me in a blue eyed stare.
You’ll look over the men in restaurants and bars,
Wondering if I might be there.
You’ll smile as you remember me,
A white mint tucked into your mouth.
You will close your eyes and make a wish,
While his tongue keeps heading south.
The guilt sneaks in like a threatening fog,
You gasp loudly as he thrusts inside.
You cannot help that you're owned by me,
A simple truth you cannot deny.
Relish in the time away my Stac,
All too soon this too shall pass.
Soon your Master will dish out his correction
Upon your lovely, needy ass.
So enjoy the scenes and wineries love,
I'm glad your appetite has been wet.
It's just preparation for our future life,
When you forever are my pet.
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