Rediscovered lyrics... (E)

Madonna -- Human Nature (1994)

Express yourself, don't repress yourself

And I'm not sorry
It's human nature, it's human nature
And I'm not sorry, I'm not sorry
I'm not your bitch don't hang your shit on me, it's human nature
You wouldn't let me say the words I longed to say

You didn't want to see life through my eyes
Express yourself, don't repress yourself
You tried to shove me back inside your narrow room
And silence me with bitterness and lies
Express yourself, don't repress yourself

Did I say something wrong?
Oops, I didn't know I couldn't talk about sex
I musta been crazy
Did I stay too long?
Oops, I didn't know I couldn't speak my mind
What was I thinking

You punished me for telling you my fantasies
I'm breakin' all the rules I didn't make
Express yourself, don't repress yourself
You took my words and made a trap for silly fools
You held me down and tried to make me break
Express yourself, don't repress yourself

Did I say something true?
Oops, I didn't know I couldn't talk about sex
I musta been crazy
Did I have a point of view?
Oops, I didn't know I couldn't talk about you
What was I thinking
Express yourself, don't repress yourself
Express yourself, don't repress yourself

I'm not apologizing
Would it sound better if I were a man?
You're the one with the problem
Why don't you just deal with it

Would you like me better if I was?
We all feel the same way
I have no regrets
Just look in the mirror

I don't have to justify anything
I'm just like you
Why should I be?
Deal with it

Absolutely no regrets...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IATMj5fPOow

A lazy afternoon... (E)

A lazy afternoon in the care of his Goddess,

catching up on sleep and on dreams.

Collar locked around his neck,

leather handcuffs locked around his wrists

and tied to the headboard,

his mind was left as vulnerable as his body

to anything She wanted, or didn't want, to do.

A soft leather blindfold added unpredictability

and excitement as it focused his sense of touch,

or to be touched, as She took advantage

of the canvass bound before Her.

Beautiful patterns etched by Her sharp nails,

passionate moans resounding from within deep,

She enjoyed the power and the reactions,

of his vulnerability and his predicament.

His nipples were teased, tormented, and tortured,

and Her nails sculpted long and deep grooves

along the shaft of his penis on every pass.

Unable to contain Her excitement,

and Her intoxication, She forced her will

and desires upon him to quench Her lust

for more pleasure and for more power.

Trapped and helpless, this was one more

predicament he did not want to escape.

Totally in control the Goddess set Her pace

and intensity for what She wanted,

for him to serve Her in any way She willed.

Both lost in the maelstrom of power given

and taken, and the intense sensations,

the Goddess reached her dominant climax

as his mind spun out and started to drift

from serving the One he was meant for.

She slowly sat back on his chest, head back

and hands on his hips, and he felt the warmth

of Her satisfaction run through his body.

Some more She slid down along his torso,

and move on to the side, gently retracing

patterns with Her nails and enjoying Her work.

She came in close to him, running Her nails

over his lips, and kissed him on the cheek.

As She tugged on the restrainsts one more time,

She layed Her head on his chest to relax.

More dreams would visit them both,

some similar and some different to what they did,

as they fell into the perfect nap side-by-side.