"Mine"
The storm wages within me
As I imagine you there
On display
For those who want your
touch
I fight with both my
jealous heart
And my proud claim
But I eventually calm
Knowing you are strong
And only for me
They can yearn for you
And still
You are mine
They can flirt with honey
tongues
And still
You are mine
They can tempt with fading
jewels
And hungry eyes
And still
You are mine
Your satin lips and
perfect smile
Are meant for me
The catch of your breath
And quickening heart
Are meant for me
Your drip of sweet syrup
And beg of please
Are meant for me
You are mine
And you tempt
Only because I allow it
You torment
Only because I allow it
You tease
Only because I allow it
You are
Because of me
I am your shelter
From any storm
I am your shoulder
For you to cry upon
I am your sir
Because I am yours
Thomas Aiden
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