Seeds  
growing from the past, we learn to let go  
of the things and the places that made us grow  
The seeds were all planted, by many that we’ve known  
And the seeds taking root and in our hearts they have been sown  
   
First the seed of doubt, of things that we will do  
That seed has been a thorny one since before the day that I met you  
For it has caused the moments of self worthlessness and they have not been few  
but this seed will not grow here, not bloom nor spread its due  
the next seed is of fear - of what has happened or what will  
the shadows of our formers like gargoyles upon the sill  
of the windows of our lives guarding and waiting till  
we find a feeling of caring that they will try to still  
   
these seeds were sown many ages ago before the present day  
but they have only started to grow because they heard somebody say  
that they cared about you beyond their own self and ways  
and now they try to block the path and impede your happy days

The Hunger  
growing weak from starvation the hunger never dies

I can see the intense needing within your eyes..

I offer to feed you,  to nourish the need within your soul

and in return I accept that you give me control..

control is a funny thing it is something that is comes from your heart

for one cannot touch nor see that which you give is a totally different part..

now your body craves to be fed without a moments waste

your hunger calls out for more than just a taste..

yet you would starve without a morsel a nibble or a bite

why should you go without when there is something that is right?..

so to you I expose the skin that your fangs long to break

to mark is to mark for good not to bite for just that bites sake..

so feed your hunger and leave your mark

like the beast that prowls out in the dark..

the flesh is bared to whet your taste of my blood

the stinging, the sharpness coming on like a flood..

enjoy your feast my girl, for its in your name

to dine and feed and not play any silly games..

for I too feed from deep in your soul

your body is mine, under my control..

I will have you, and forever will I  hold

in the days before life this story  was foretold..

I will feed from you and you from me

with the marks of each other for the world to see..

and when we have been satisfied and our mouths are well drenched

there will be no more hunger at all in you for it has finally been quenched..  
 

Center  
tremble in fear knowing that only I am  
in darkness, in twilight is where I stand  
the fear as you kneel, the questions as you feel  
that One can take you beyond your wildest dreams  
this is the One that creates your screams  
no more dread, of whats ahead  
taking you further into the stars  
breaking the walls, healing the scars  
can you deal with something so real  
is it within you to take what I give  
can you surrender all so that you may live?  
one last chance to be free, but without me?  
will you starve or thirst  
or will you be mine, where your hunger comes first  
kneel now lil one, as if I were your sun  
center me there  
no more despair

The Strength and The Gift  
Kneel before me lil one, before my strong frame  
Approach the controlling figure and carefully speak my name  
Know that you are mine, and it is me that you shall please  
And it is your strength in submission that has you on your knees  
Look into my fiery eyes and feel the heat from within  
Let my strength, my confidence cause your heart to spin  
This ground where we are is on a perfect plane  
To let no more hurt or pain touch you ever again  
For here you are safe from all the world that’s outside  
It not cockiness, arrogance or a haughty pride  
That knows these things are as true as the suns light  
It is a power from within that gives me all this might  
The force to protect while other men would flee  
For your gift of yourself is what strengthens me

An old alligator wrestler walks into a bar with a seven foot gator and proclaims to the crowd. 'I'll make you a deal. I'll open this alligator's mouth and place my genitals inside. Then the gator will close his mouth for one minute.Then he'll open his mouth and I'll remove my unit unscathed. In return for witnessing this spectacle, each of you will buy me a drink.' The crowd murmured in unanimous approval. The man stood up on the bar, dropped his trousers, and placed his privates in the alligator's open mouth. The gator closed his mouth as the crowd gasped. After a minute, the man grabbed a beer bottle and smacked the alligator hard on the top of its head. The gator opened his mouth and the man removed his genitals unscathed as promised. The crowd cheered and the first of his free drinks were delivered. The Cajun stood up again and made another offer. 'I'll pay anyone $100 who's willing to give it a try.' A hush fell over the crowd. After a while, a hand went up in the back of the bar. A blonde woman timidly spoke up.......... 'I'll try it! Just don't hit me so hard with the beer bottle.'