• Poetry

    The Way She Loves

    The Way She Loves The way she loves, Harsh and cruel is her inner critic. Her mental wrath is swift and vicious. She breaths tortured thoughts into an already broken soul, which harbors every word. The pain she endures runs deep into treacherous territory, Oh, the way she loves. Her path unclear and filled with trepidation. Lost within the world of tortured thoughts of past, present, and future, The anxiety of the known and unknown weighing her down like an anchor. Oh, the way she loves. Where does she go from here? How does she break free of the voice that has haunted her since childhood? To let it go…

  • Poetry

    Submissively Yours

    Submissively yours I am, Awaiting your command and yearning for your touch, You call my name and I melt. “Assume the position”, is all I hear and it’s time to perform. Slowly and seductively I lower to my knees, legs together. I bend over and arch my back just how you like. The look of innocence on my face is intoxicating. Yet the look of hunger on yours is intense. “Open up,” You say sternly. I immediately obliged, ready to be devoured. Sounds of a meal so divine, I cant help but moan your name! You spread my legs and grab my waist, ready to take me to my favorite…

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