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Little Prince



You set me body mind and spirit all alight with the first words, first touch, first look, first kiss.
Since then, I have been yours and only yours.
Every fiber of my being screams and yearns for you. Lightening striking a dry field, light me up. Burn me, consume me.
I want to rip you apart with teeth and claws. I wish to feast upon you. Taste you, devour you, become one with you. 
Take my hand, let me guide you.
You have cut through my skin, swordsman.
You've pierced my heart, hunter.
Rend me apart, piece by piece.
Consume me, Devour me, Tear me apart.
Drink me in and I shall return the favor.
My prince, my god. 
Let me worship you under the starlight.
Pay service to the temple of your body.
A king on his throne on high,
Of whom I swear my allegiance to, who I shall protect and serve as long as I draw breath.
Let me worship you and serve you as you please, little prince.
No words are needed in this worship and language of the body.