Peripheral track is inspired from the very first chapter of Eros and Agape.
I wrote the lyrics from the perspective of the cuck, all the emotions they will experience as I am pleased by someone else.
Their love for Me is enough as they are peripheral, only a small part of My world.
She is unfolding in pleasure
Her face a symphony of sensation.
Moans rising,
Fingers clutching skin.
I feel the ache
Of knowing
I can never satisfy her that way.
I am peripheral
I watch her
Being pleased
By someone else.
Mixed sensations
spiral inside my mind.
Desire.
Jealousy.
Devotion.
Fear.
I want her pleasure.
I feel my weakness.
“Worthless cuck…
Useless…”
Like a pain in my chest
Her words bite,
Dismantle me piece by piece.
Yet I look at her beautiful face,
Lit with ecstasy,
And I am grateful
To be here.
Next to her.
Watching her.
I am peripheral
A small part of her universe,
Happy just to be there.
That is enough.
My love for her is enough.
I am hers.
She is free to wander.
Free to choose.
Free to be.
I am locked.
I am hers.
She rides another body
And I ache to be good for her.
My emotions are for her.
This body is for her.
Ignored.
I serve by disappearing.
I am nothing
And I exist only for her.
She can love anyone she wants,
And I will stand here,
Honored by the place
She chooses for me.
I am her cuck
And I am proud.
Full and empty
At the same time.
In pain
And in pleasure.
Happy
To be hers.
A small part of her universe,
Happy just to be there.
That is enough.
My love for her is enough.
I am hers.
She is free to be.
Free to love.
Free to choose.
I am locked.
I am hers.
My love for her is enough.
That is all I need.
My love for her…
Is enough.
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Peripheral track is inspired from the very first chapter of Eros and Agape.
I wrote the lyrics from the perspective of the cuck, all the emotions they will experience as I am pleased by someone else.
Their love for Me is enough as they are peripheral, only a small part of My world.
She is unfolding in pleasure
Her face a symphony of sensation.
Moans rising,
Fingers clutching skin.
I feel the ache
Of knowing
I can never satisfy her that way.
I am peripheral
I watch her
Being pleased
By someone else.
Mixed sensations
spiral inside my mind.
Desire.
Jealousy.
Devotion.
Fear.
I want her pleasure.
I feel my weakness.
“Worthless cuck…
Useless…”
Like a pain in my chest
Her words bite,
Dismantle me piece by piece.
Yet I look at her beautiful face,
Lit with ecstasy,
And I am grateful
To be here.
Next to her.
Watching her.
I am peripheral
A small part of her universe,
Happy just to be there.
That is enough.
My love for her is enough.
I am hers.
She is free to wander.
Free to choose.
Free to be.
I am locked.
I am hers.
She rides another body
And I ache to be good for her.
My emotions are for her.
This body is for her.
Ignored.
I serve by disappearing.
I am nothing
And I exist only for her.
She can love anyone she wants,
And I will stand here,
Honored by the place
She chooses for me.
I am her cuck
And I am proud.
Full and empty
At the same time.
In pain
And in pleasure.
Happy
To be hers.
A small part of her universe,
Happy just to be there.
That is enough.
My love for her is enough.
I am hers.
She is free to be.
Free to love.
Free to choose.
I am locked.
I am hers.
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