Sitting here in My Dungeon like Fortress,
All I can feel is my heart pumping.
I try to think of Something,
ANYTHING, but you.
I think about your small passage ways of seeing,
Your world of control,
And your bright, daring, and perfect teeth.
I think about the only freckle on your nose.
And your cherry red lips.
For some reason my mind is locked on you,
And I don't want the world to see me..Only you
Strangers might not understand
But the only thing I'm focused on,
Can't be touched.
Your Sacred Token
Will never be broken by Yours Truely,
Only Opened,
And peeked inside.
I just think about you all the time
And to be True,
I want you to be mine.
