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Cheyenne Dec 2015
Strong hands
Loving heart
Your wish is my command
Your words send shivers down my spine
Or console me to sleep.
Blind fold me,
Taste me,
Play with me to your hearts content.
Hold me,
Sleep with me,
Keep me safe throughout life
Cheyenne Dec 2015
I am yours,
Solely completely utterly yours.
Master you truly control me.
My pleasure is yours.
I do as you say,
Your wish my command.
My master.
Cheyenne Nov 2015
She loved you.
And she told you so often.
Would curl up in your arms,
Night after night,
And remind you of her love.
She never complained that you didn't care,
Never got mad when you didn't say it back.
She'd cry silently to herself.
And now its done,
And she won't *****,
Or get angry.
She will let you decide,
To be 'just friends'
She will just cry silently to herself.
Cheyenne Nov 2015
Phase one:
Ouch.
Her mind starts racing,
Tears threaten her eyes.
Her chest tightens.
Her heart breaks.

Phase two:
Friends?
After everything we have been through?
Really?
Friends!
I love you.
No, I loved you.

Phase three:
Fine.
Whatever.
Doesn't matter anyway.
I'm leaving.
  Oct 2015 Cheyenne
rogue
i want to fight,
i want to resist,
i want to hurt,
because i trust you

i want to feel your hand
as it closes tightly
around my wrists in warning,
because i trust you

i want to feel small
and surrounded
by you completely,
because i trust you

i want to struggle to breathe
while your hand is on my neck,
the good kind of struggle,
because i trust you

i want the ache to last for days,
a reminder of how good you felt,
i want to be hurt and loved
**because i trust you
i trust you
  Oct 2015 Cheyenne
Amedeo Modigliani
She is not a sub
And may never be
Her inner voice
Convinces her of
A different choice

But her spirit wails
And her body lusts
For hard physical passion
Power exchange
Seed and submission

If you play with her
Deliver strength
Back her to a wall
Kiss her hard
Command her jaw

Use her
Discipline her
Drop her to her knees
It’s what she needs, and
She loves to please
a fun little D/s poem about power exchange
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