Ownership
With my eyes fixed upon the floor I'm your dutiful bedroom slave, there waiting patiently to fulfil anything you might need or crave
I'm kept just to please you, to give you everything you might desire, I will do anything to ignite your kinky fire
I'm used at your discretion you can even loan me to your mates, sent to bring them sexual satisfaction you called it my special playtime dates
I go without question I do exactly as I'm always told, sometimes I wish I could refuse but that would be to bold
Your friends don't even know my name I'm just used and cast aside, I wish you would keep me for yourself I hate being a loaned out ride
Yes I'm owned by you but I wish I shared a piece of your caring heart, so you'd keep me as your own and for yourself and we'd never be apart
When I'm not needed and laying in my bed I say a quiet prayer to the lord above, please God change this kinky ownership and turn it into love
THE KINKY POET