A memory The turn of his head The tilt of his smile I go from wondering To dreaming about his scent Lost in thoughts of him A faded awareness An old mental photograph Forever ingrained He’s left his marks On my mind, over my body His essence has altered mine If I could unravel him… …
All good things Fragile from the beginning Flourish, but eventually wither Ticking down A beautiful thing at its finish Still glowing with life in its dimming Ashes to ashes Newness found in its dust Something dewy from that finale A breath exhaled A breath inhaled And time still rambles on
Restless turning Twisted sheets Shallow dreams Choppy breathing Chatty tongue Babble, babble Dawn breaks Groggy recollections Body aches Dragging frame Unpaid debt Adding up, adding up
I usually don’t post more than once a day so forgive me this second one. Just writing what’s on my mind. Scathing Lashing, rendering helpless Her words burn Mowing down strong men Beheading with deadly accuracy Practiced cruelty? Staving off advances, discussion Utilizing an intelligent mind To dissect with ease Cut to the quick To …
This body obeys only my command I’ll not bend to your request for favors Your fervor to claim me will go unanswered Your demands to wrap me in silk will remain unfulfilled I do not a master in you seek Nor a Dom, a Daddy, or a man to place me in chains Your assumptions …
Dark clouds Hurt feelings A longing to express Held captive By the need to remain silent Vulnerable, nursing gaping wounds Pain intertwines with confusion Words form a single file line ready for release Give voice to fetid feelings Diminish the choking hold Let pain slip beyond clamped lips To produce a calm heart set to …
Tracing from root to tip Sucking in the stray drips Enjoying that unique flavor A taste too delicious not to savor
Been thinking about this post I’m old enough Age, experience, time Accomplished enough Degrees, wisdom, ability That I should open my eyes each day And know I’m capable More than able Can take on the world With the snap of my fingers Except a fear resides in me A worry that I can’t That I …
A different angle while I sort out Missy. His face wavered before her eyes, his expression morphing as the tears swam in her vision. She felt frozen, hovering above a yawning black chasm that was moments from swallowing her whole. The coo of her child seemed distant in her ears. She found she squeezed Kyle …
She was beautiful to him without even trying. Her imperfect parts they called to him With vulnerable eyes and sweet scent She was his in the most basic ways And he craved her, felt her in his blood Her essence woven intricately with his own Until he felt bound to her Until each breath became …