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Poppy fox Jul 2014
I've gone under
swirling around
subject to their order.

I'm not in control anymore.

They've got me dancing around the rocks
in a firm embrace,
constricting.
somehow so comforting.

Silky smooth, caressing, smothering
taking over.

I'm not struggling anymore.

Overwhelming feeling of calm,
they drag me further down-
I move freely.

So nice to be wanted.
So so nice.

The waves take me,
drowning my sorrows
quite literally.

— The End —