You are the exception
To my every rule,
And I wonder if that makes me
A certified fool.
I opened myself,
And I gave her to you -
I have nothing more to give.

In fear and arousal
You fill my soul.
When lonely and aching
Your touch makes me whole.
For each of your moods
I have a matching role -
I have nothing more to give.

When others say can't,
I simply say until.
When I tell others I won't,
You know, for you, I will.
I'm the empty vessel
Waiting to be filled -
I have nothing more to give.

Take me in your hands,
Make me ache for your commands,
There is nothing you demand
I wouldn't offer up to you.
Shape me as you want me
Hide me, share me, flaunt me,
Praise me, love me, taunt me -
I am there for you to use.

Yours, always,
~denera
Feb 26, 2004