One Last Time |
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Posted by on Sun, 13 Jul 2008 01:39:00 GMT |
response to Flexwriters-emotion-pain |
I wore pain like a badge
Saluting my aggressors
With tears and breathless
Pleas to let me live
Balled up on the floor
Like old sheets
Wrinkled and dirty
Spanking was too delicate
A word for the leath...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Jul 2008 22:14:00 GMT |
Religious people. Really. |
I was in a restaurant this morning. This group of ladies were shown to their seats and immediately one of them starts fusing about "this ain't enough space for er'body". I ignored her and continued t...
Posted by on Sat, 05 Jul 2008 19:29:00 GMT |
Response to Flexwriter blog on being sexually dominated |
Could you accept the same?
Allow me to control your pulse
Breathing when I want you to
Stimulating your mind because
Your body is the easy part
Too familiar with our experience
This experience of
R...
Posted by on Fri, 23 May 2008 22:00:00 GMT |
Toh-may-toh, Toh-mah-toh |
Taught to be a servant since she was 2 years old
Plastic vacuum cleaners and pink stoves
Barbie got an education but it was too late
Little girls wishing for big titties and small waists
We all inter...
Posted by on Sun, 18 May 2008 17:55:00 GMT |
Flexwriters-flirting blog |
(For The Emancipation of Mrs. S)
I love your eyesI could swim in the depthsof themhold my nose and jump into your mindsubmerging myself intoyour consciousnessallowing you to be theocean that connects ...
Posted by on Sun, 18 May 2008 14:53:00 GMT |
Flexwriters-response to online romance blog |
This mattersI escaped to youMy tears illuminated byThe computer screenYour wordsMore than I knewA man could speakI just needed you to touchThat part of meThat awakensWhen I seeYour name, your monikerT...
Posted by on Sun, 18 May 2008 14:42:00 GMT |
inspired by flexwriters (celebration of life) |
Grandma
To tell you what I know now
My eyes cast down,
Not really knowing how
Long being afraid of the rage
That followed your
Empty liquor cups
My childish spirit still aching
But refusing to give u...
Posted by on Sun, 04 May 2008 12:25:00 GMT |
Awaken |
As the sun washed my face
I longed for you
Wished you were here
To patent
My desires
I know what you like
I like it too
Introducing you to the morn,
a voluntary submission
My hair on your ...
Posted by on Sat, 03 May 2008 02:39:00 GMT |
Not Suppose To Be |
....
..
I'm not suppose to be here
With you
just standing there
Behind me
Knowing I can't look in your eyes
To see my weakness
A reason to change my mind
I feel you radiating heat
Your skin baked to...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Apr 2008 18:35:00 GMT |
