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You- my drug
My body twists and turns
like a kite in the high winds
secured and held by You
You pull at me
Taking me into deeper blue
With each passing day
my heart swells
my body twitching
like that of an addict- No control
Give me my pain
i am raw with heat
my lips pink and pert
rousing nectar spilling forth
Penetrate me
Give me my pain
Scourge me
Give me my pain
As dusk settles in
a *red* sky feathers across the hills
*Sweet* sounds of the wind
rustle bending branches
along the riverside
As i watch from the window
i wait for You
alone in just my skin
i ache for You
*simple* sounds of the tea kettle
whistling and humming
fill the air inside O/our home
W/we shall *dine* tonight
O/our food- our bodies
my skin- Your plate
Oh the *joy*!
What Your mouth can take from me-
pure *mystery*
Soon my *delight*
will be seeing Your face
nestled between my thighs
a *rough* palm around my calve
a *nip* along my backside
i sit and wait
a *cloud* of desire lingers
in my mind.
My submission
Your eyes haunt me
For i know
those eyes devour
Your hands mold me
sculpting my body
into sweet submission
Your mouth steals
like a thief in the night
two crimson lips
like shackles around my wrists
Dear Sir
there is no doubt
i belong to You
What you hold in Your arms
is what You devour, mold, and steal
All days and nights
i belong to You
Your sweet submissive
Idol begging
Oh sweet Mistress!
let me pray at Your altar
on bruised hands and knees.
let me bring You offerings
my crimson jewels of flesh.
Oh wicked Mistress!
take these gifts of pleasure
wrap them with Pain.
my Idol-
touch my trembling hand
and bring me to Your lap.
Oh loving Mistress!
leash, collar, chain, whip
my body is here for You
for You to sacrafice.
i bow and bow and bow.
Gift
i offer myself
with soft hands
that cup my breasts
like a delicate wrapping
a present for You
On hands and knees
i crawl
with eyes closed
i know the way
the true way to You-
full of truth and wanting
A shiny bottom
freshly washed hair
and Your napkin in my teeth
i offer myself
Your gift- to take.
~Thoughts of a submissive~
her heart beats
like a chopper hovering
slicing the thick blue sky
her thoughts pulling at her skin
each bead of sweat- a reminder
the night He invaded her
He stole her pleasure
with each grasp of her wrist
her nipples devoured
by a mouth that never submits
He peeled her clothes
softly as a peeled grape
her body only He can claim
His hands- a thief
Each fornight-she waits
for only He can bring gifts
she has given-submitted to Him.
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