My Love

“MY LOVE – YOUR PUNISHMENT!” a.k.a.: “Submissivity!” December 3, 2017 Sunday.

You’re Punishing,



Although in jest!

Yet, I know!

She sometimes feels – the love we have,


‘Tis a salve,

That heals our bodies, souls & hearts:

“My Love, PLEASE – Love me!

Fire your ‘darts!’

Bleed me; feed me!”

Angel Accord!

I love her so – are-we-too-”’forward?”

When we indulge, to such extent?

No, I just know,

You’re Heaven-sent! ❤

fin. ?

P. S. : And NOTHING do we do that’s wrong, IF, with-a-sigh, we’ll sing this song:

Of passion, hope & gracefulness; I’ll never punish any less! ❤



Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)