Something Of A Protester
Is it disobedience if I want to submit?
I always was something of a protester;
Normally I want to be left alone,
but those rules don’t apply to you;
Forgive my disobedience,
I want to be endlessly adored;
Every corner of the room just fades,
you will crave me like I crave you;
I promise you I’m okay walking alone;
I’ve done it all before;
But if you are my man?
That simply just won’t do;
You’ll want my disobedience
and will never let me feel alone;
You don’t have to say a word,
its written all over everything you do;
Encouraging deviant behavior,
yet reminding me only with you;
Dominance is a game we play,
laughing at self inflicted rules;
Is it disobedience if I want to submit?
I always was something of a protester.
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