Inconvenient

This may be inconvenient. 

You have impregnated me with ideas.

You can carry, marry, or bury me.

I want to be your husband. 

And I'd be your Mrs. in bliss. 

I want you to hold me so tightly.

I want you to hurt me.

Heaven sent from above.

There's nothing more that I love.

Pain is what I want, my love.

Put your hand on my skin.

Don't make haste let us begin.. 

I want to make love and it is a sin.

I want to burn because I'm feeling it.

You can slap my face or my behind.

You can spit on my hole or my face.

I like it that way. 

I like the way it feels inside.

There's nothing quite like it.

And I cannot describe it.

This may be inconvenient 

I speak tenderly and ask for your permission,

My king, give it to me Greek!