A Serenade For The Innocent 15 Sprite

He would meet me outside the bar

I would order champagne

But he would buy me sprite

I love sprite

He calls me by name I call him my lover

Sweet and gorgeous and rich and molded in perfection

Every night he would bow down before me

Kiss the back of my hand

Slide his hands around my waist

Making me moan like a girl a normal girl

Squealing with nothing but pa.s.sion

His queen
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His lover

His property

On top of my mountain he would stay

Torturing the bed till it screams with me

And when hes done

The fire in his touch is gone

Pull his length off my opening

Leaving me alone and craving for more

As he showers scrubbing all of me

Out to the drain

While his memories are dripping

Out of my drain

Remembering how we burned with pa.s.sion

How we will burn with pa.s.sion next week

I remain the same

I tremble like a fragile kitten

Until he leaves the shower

Where he would return without another word

Like Im a fairy

Im a ghost

Im a river sprite

Handing me the usual bill

As I see the halo s.h.i.+nes around his finger

I would take it

As he push me away when I attempt to peck his cheeks

He loves me so much

And I know its true

Cuz he says it so

As his palms collide with the hills below my back

And with the voice of thunder

My love

My king

My G.o.d

Would proclaim

"The greatest mistake I've ever made was loving you."

Thus I know he loves me too

And as he closes the door behind him

I would remember his face his body his everything

So hot filled with pa.s.sion

I would thrust my fingers in

Remembering how he picked

The lock of my entry way

And I remember him

I remember him I remember him I remember him

As tears flow down

But not just through my eyes

Death is always served with sprite

A treat all has the right to take

Something I very much antic.i.p.ate

I'm so happy

That my lover serves me sprite every weekend