HELPLESS
I lie helpless, at your feet,
trembling in fear.
The times this side of you, I meet
only draw me, ever near.

You fill my need, my base desire,
reluctant though you feel.
You serve me well, fuel my fire,
yet at your feet, sometimes I kneel.
In this time, my supplication,
do not fear or feel dejected.
My passion's fueled by degradation,
you will never be rejected.
Copyright Dreambeliever 2001
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