My working day; my thoughts my fantasies; my spare time - all this i have allowed you to take possession of.
I have allowed you to possess me, like no other, and in possession, i ask that you accept and take me without comment.
Sometimes, my Siren, my desire to be yours is just like a wave; washing away the stuff from the past, and just replacing it with something of much more value. You.
This time round, i’m yours.
…and i love you.