Fate

There comes a time in every Man's life one would call limbo,

When passion and desire are there but hidden safely away,

You look for a reason for them to come to life inside of you,

Some say it's a second childhood and a toy will do it for you,

And then you know only a woman can revive body and soul,

Not just a woman but someone of whom you dreamed about,

The sassy little lass that will get your blood moving fast,

A raven haired woman with crystal clear eyes of blue/green,

Skin so white and soft smelling of honey and a devilish grin,

Her mind is always open soaking in the world around her.

One would say a long search to bring this to life a reality,

But by fate or the planets aligning this woman appeared,

Imagine my surprise a role playing relationship indeed,

For me a Baby-girl I needed and her the Daddy she craved,

Truly the distance in age is replaced by trust and respect.

Oh how this little lass can press the limits of my control,

Knowing her punishment is certain albeit with firm hand,

And to hear her say"I didn't mean to" and then she pouts,

With that spirit she can never be broken nor do I want to,

Ah such a mental and physical joy she is, fate is too kind.