Stung To Sting Me Done

Stung to sting me done.
Left stunned to numb,
My consciousness thought mine to protect.
Yet somehow you detected,
It had been you that would for me accept...
Holding me down.
To let you do,
Anything to me you wished.
As if I could not refuse...
Your hugs and taste,
Of your sweetened to kiss honey lips.
To lay still and stay down.
Until I became a kept prisoner of your love.
Stunned.
Stung to sting me done.
No longer resisting in a pretentious defense.

It was you who had it,
Purposely to me to give and get.
With my eyes opened wide.
While you took my mind to another place.
And I laid awaiting for more.
More of your touch.
From head to toe.
Unable to move.
Or incapable to continue to prove.
There could never be someone like you.
To allow myself to become,
Stripped and bare.
Exposing every flaw I had.
As you showed to me how much you cared.

And I knew,
For the first time in my life to experience...
The meaning of love.
Without pretending,
Love for me would or could ever leave me...
Feeling,
A wish kept to delude and fiction it.
Had me, in my mind, the dominant one.
And someone like you,
Submissive.
But it had been you,
Who knew...
Once stung to sting me done aggressively.
Had been what I really wanted.
Without a role-playing to waste,
Or hesitate in pretending to imitate...
Who it was to quickly achieve ecstacy.
To leave stunned with it done stung.
And left defenseless.

'I...uh...
Don't know what to say.'

'Me either.
But I do know this.
When God intervenes,
In the most mysterious of ways.
There is nothing to say but feel blessed!'

'But...I,
Did not expect you to be my blessing.'

'And I did not suspect,
You to be easy to dominate.
In a good way.
Getting down to business.
Without wasting time,
Playing outdated games.
You knew from the start what you wanted.
And so did I.'

'What are you?
Some kind of mind reader?'

'No.
I know what I want.
When I want it and how.
The moment I see it revealed.
And...
Effective is my blessing to remain observant.'

'Oh?
So what are you saying?'

'I know what I want.
Who it is I want.
When and how.
And God allows me,
The blessing to stay and remain observant.'

'Suppose,
Hypothetically.
I was committed to someone else.'

'Suppose,
Hypothetically.
You need not lie to me!
Or pretend to be someone else.
Did you not hear me say,
Both of us are blessed?'

'No!
Not yet!
But...
If you kiss me again,
I could be convinced of it!'