I didn’t watch.
He demanded that I watch.
He desired that I watch.
He commanded that I watch.
And he walked away.
In this game of life,
We must take chances
Heed second glances
Touch with our eyes,
not just our hands
Knowing exactly where
each of us stands
You need me to be humble
I need you to be whole
You need me to help if you stumble
I need you to be the keeper of my soul
You need me to walk just behind
And I happen to think that’s just fine
Life without out us, just wouldn’t be the same
In fact Sir, many might even call it lame
I need you to guide me through right and wrong
You need me to sing you a favored song
It’s what we do, the short and the long
You’re my light in this crazy fucked up tunnel
Sometimes I feel like I’m downing in this funnel
of life and love, house and home
I wonder if you’re just on loan
Will life go back to being just a game of chance?
Will I have to find a new romance?
Why do I always doubt what could be right?
I’m always ready to take flight
Running from what might be perfectly just
Tempting and tormenting you with my lust
Leaving the bad guys eating my dust
Because it’s a must…
My heart’s been broken too many times
My mind’s a mine-field of all their dubious crimes
Lies and cheating and so much more
I want to push you away
But you won’t let me have that say
All I can whisper is, “Okay”
You need to fix me, you said it’s your job
I hope you’re ready, because the story makes me sob
Always the wrong guy, or the wrong turn
Always settling, will I ever learn?
You need me to be just who I am
I need you to love me just that way….damn
Penelope Jones- Spanking it since 1996!
It always starts out with tantalizing foreplay
Like a smoldering tease of summer in the month of may
Fingers tips weaving with a feather-light touch
Leaving me yearning, and burning like that night we went dutch
Acceleration of your lips that brushed and kissed over my skin
All the while, you the wolf were luring me to your den
Persuasion was a strong suit for you, but so was your tongue
From the tops of my lungs your praises were sung
That was just the appetizer, of course you had more
You made me orgasm, over and over down to my core
Now, it was your turn, and your dominance demands
My body twists and turns and flips as you gave commands
Your shaft plunging deeper and faster as you grunt and groan
My body reacting, contracting, and greeting you with every moan
Your breaths hot and caressing the shell of my ear
As you continue to thrust until orgasmic bliss draws near
Together we rock, and we roll with the force of our intimacy
The air stank of sex, and our screams were pure ecstasy
Into a heap we collapsed, your arms holding me tight
That’s the way it should be, night after night
Penelope Jones Copyright 2013
I know you can’t protect me from the harsh realizations of my life
I only hope you’ll shield me from harm and strife
I know you can’t guide me along every little path
I only hope you’ll check-in and see that I do the math
I know you can’t give into me, you know just what I need
I only hope you’ll push me to my limits, to help me to succeed
You will… You always do
“Daddies” may apply within,
Welcome … to my life of sin!
Penelope Jones Copyright 2013
A knife stuck through my back
I had a knack…
For finding the assholes
Then there was you,
Oh … pooh!
You came into my life when I needed you most
It all started when you responded to my blog post
It was easier to push you away, than to take that leap
Knowing you could leave me in a broken heap
You knew from the beginning I was a fucked-up mess
I used aversion tactics, pushed all your buttons
… It was a test
You had me pinned
And would not let me win
Winning with you meant losing
And that wouldn’t be my choosing
Please just realize I was protecting my heart
I know it was a rocky start
I didn’t mean to be so damn defensive,
But humans have left me pensive
Questioning who I am,
I’m really sorry you got caught in my broken life
Now you know why I’m not someone’s wife
… Too much strife.
I just need someone willing to knock down my walls
and stop treating me like a China-Doll
I know it’s contradictory to say it that way
but listen to what I have to say …
Being broken meant I was going to find reasons to hate
I just hope it’s not too late.
You’re a good man…
And, I’ve got a plan.
Penelope Jones copyright 2013
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