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One Hundred

What I crave in one hundred words.
I have this need
To help others
To please
Some say I’m too eager
But if I don’t I’ll bleed
Onto the carpet

Love spills over
And over again pleading
Let me out
Let me be
This eager whore
To please
Giving only to you

Don’t you see?
How anxious it makes me?
I crave your direction
Gain desire and want from you
Why can’t you give it to me?
Be the guiding hand on
My quickly confused head
Can you be the man I seek?
One like others call Master or Sir
May I call you Daddy,

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Posted 04 Feb 2013 10:22
Love it
Posted 16 Dec 2012 12:43
What a lovely poem. You put it so well. Your first is so good, where do you go from here? You have a future as a poetess. Let us see more from your creative mind. We axiously await more from you. Thank you.

Posted 15 Dec 2012 23:35
well written hunny.
Posted 15 Dec 2012 10:42
Very nice my friend. You allowed us to feel your need.
Posted 15 Dec 2012 08:40
lovely and portayed longing. very nice. 5++++++++++
Posted 14 Dec 2012 23:21
being old enough to be your daddy I would love the opportunity but can't say it just a poor ,shy ,innocent country boy .Great poem
Posted 14 Dec 2012 22:59
I loved this. Very nicely done. 5s all day long
Posted 14 Dec 2012 20:32
I have no problem if you call me daddy sweetie, 5

Posted 14 Dec 2012 15:28
Well done there, GamerGirl...You CAN write poetry and very nicely, too. Yes, I actually counted the number of words!! 100 as promised!! "5"+++ all the way!!

Rick...that D.O.M. from Ex. 170
Posted 14 Dec 2012 15:21
Well said.

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