Dominance and submission are part of a game
I forget who you are and you don’t have to pronounce my name
I want my ****** fantasies to be uphold
Raging through my body directly inside your soul
There will be no limit to what I desire
and my fantasies should be completed letting your levels of fluids getting higher
So let me cruise through your curves and read the stories untold
to fascinate my mind and my soul
It would be I who decides the game so common my love
let me explore your mind so that i complete your fantasies as well as mine
It is a part of love, in which I am dominant
and you have to become submissive to explore
No need to remind you, you belong to me
so offer me more than my eyes can see
Limits dissolve…What you need and desire is in my hands
just submit yourself to what you can’t Understand !!
Jan 14, 2017
Jan 14, 2017 at 5:36 AM UTC
There lies a softness in the smooth sailing air,
Usurper of light ,gladly glides
Your purity and peace laid bare
A force as calm as thou shall ease the turning tides.
The stram of gentle waters roll
Last nights kiss ,so kindly given to the sea
Then as I glimpse-ooh ,my bared soul
Trapped by the curves of time , yet always so free
Passionate wind, causes the air to glow.
In fields of white, deep asleep is found.
Endless drifting of turbulant flow
A perfect sphere -so ever ,so round
And then on ,this , phycotropic day.
Thou art not but one to hold sway.
Oct 26, 2016
Oct 26, 2016 at 2:19 PM UTC
The song of midnight cried out
and from that day on, I've truly…
After the twilight turned a translucent
red
the stars lay in the sky and played their
twinkling sounds
Without even being told to be more open
already my tears brought my feelings
along
and became a small sea at my feet
The sky doesn't move, it's just the sun
that comes and goes
The ground doesn't move, it's just you
who walk upon it
The song of midnight cried out
I truly hate being alone more than
anything
and from that day on, I learned the hard
way of what was important
Ah, all I need is being able to scoop up
happiness with a tiny spoon
so long as I have someone to share it
with
The days I pretended to be strong come
back to me
It’s like showing my guts in glasswork, a
fleeting dream
Throwing purity around is scary
We’ve all pretended we’ve had it at one
point in this opaque world we live in
I walked, dragging a heavy freedom heaviness
along
When the farewell came, it looked like
the sky was leaving
The rain of goodbye muttered, and my
umbrella was open
And now opened kindness will always be
in my chest
I haven’t given up on the hope that we
will meet again
I made a promise to the people who sleep
with stardust on their beds
It was only a matter of showing some
kinds
to the boys hugging their knees in the
season-less town
but even so…
Those children, so sensitive to the cold,
gaze upon the stars.
Even if I were to be erased by the sun's
radiance. I've lived
Oct 7, 2016
Oct 7, 2016 at 9:01 AM UTC