Jollies

I can't wait to tell the news
That I have written a poem just for you
Suppose what it would be like for me and you
The child I am, small at your side
Your guidance I search, acceptance I dire
To be my master, you'll fulfill this desire

The kisses you hold high above my head
Your approval I seek
The rewards I beg
To be your girl, your pupil I request
My hand in yours
Against your chest

Curiosity I have
A thrill you seek
A dream to fulfill
My rewards I earn
Velvety lips warm and firm
Weak in the knees
I yearn for more
To feel your lips I beg and plead

Next to me you'll always be
To love and praise
Your pride I will honor
A star pupil you will see
No regret is in order for you and me





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