I am weak and powerless to the sound of you.
Tender voice soothing my minds view.
Pull me in and control my captured way.
Let me follow every word you say.
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Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
At first sounding like a lover it becomes spiritual and like looking to a greater power. Nicely written in such brief form it is given power by its brevity
with your profile picture it really seems like a poem a dog would write LOL great stuff
Love it so real
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