If I Made Love to You

If I made love to you, could you be my slave. Be willing to lay down ya inhibitors and let
Me take control. I wanna go there, can you handle unexplainable climaxes if I made love to your soul. See in my layer of love, you will mess around and slip into an abyss you can’t get free from. Intoxication from a drug you never tasted, but struggling to shake. Seduction on mountains of ecstasy, scared of what happens next. You could never be this free, but now you are open. If I made love to you, can you prepare to love me back. Not just on me, but learn to scratch past surfaces of mistrust, and cuddle those experiences. Can you break down walls built due to mishandling and be willing to walk through endless chapters of discovery. If I made love to you, could you be my slave. Be open to me unleashing all the flames i bottled up, saving them just for a king. My KING…if you willing to be mine, can I devour you without question. Can you stomach the fact I can be aggressive while allowing you to still be masculine. Submission is a mission worth digging into, only difficult to one who can’t handle a challenge. Make me yield to your thrust. Stare In your eyes when you remind me why I closed the door on the could of beens’. If I made love to you, can you prepare to love me back. Sex is a bonus, physical existence of pleasure for just a moment. I wanna be a source of substance you rely on. Be vulnerable with a queen solid enough to go on a rocky journey along side you. If I made love to you, could you be my slave. Let me map out this game we play..in the end I promise my name will sing music to your ears no melody can relay. Or maybe my love can be ya favorite verse, 16 bars scribbled onto the hottest beat. I’m ready to go there with you…tell me..how could you stand being away from me…if I made love to you.

-Nesh