Under the Willow
After a long walk I sit beneath a willow.
It’s leaves shade me like a blanket and it’s trunk is my pillow.
I begin to think of Goddess Haylee once again.
Like a rushing wind I can feel the energy of Goddess Haylee Lynn.
Like wings of a hummingbird.
My heart flutters feverishly.
My passion burning like fire.
I feel heat where my lungs would be.
From deep down in my soul.
To the ends of every strand of hair.
I quiver with excitement
Of the feeling of her being there.
I close my eyes.
And take her in.
I smell her vanilla smell
I feel her soft skin.
My fingers tremble.
My toes begin to curl.
My breathing heavy’s.
My thoughts start to whirl.
I reach out my hand.
To touch her sweet lips.
The thought of her near me.
Makes my heartbeat skip.
My hand swoops through the air.
Like a hawk on its prey.
I reach for Goddess Haylee and I feel for you.
But to my hands dismay.
There’s nothing there but dust and air
To grab and pull my way.
I hold my breath and loosen my grip
From my imagination I can feel the chills.
I sigh emptying my lungs of air.
How I want so badly to run my hands through her long black hair.
My heart pounds but the rhythm never dies.
As I sit and think about how good it feels to please her, and then again twice.
The hours, days and weeks of time
Cannot erase my love.
That longing to please my Goddess
That seems to be all I can think of.
My mind plays tricks, my eyes see her.
I get caught up in blissful things.
The thoughts of joyfully being her slave forever
Creates the fantasy of my dreams.
Life as her property is a pleasant dream of which I dont want to wake.
Dreaming of my Goddess makes my knees tremble and quake.
With my thoughts I can feel her near
So I’ll dream forever and feel her while i kneel.
Under my breath I whisper
Thank you Goddess Haylee for being here.
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