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Cindy Long Feb 2019
On your knees.
Beg me.
(Come on baby please.
You like what you see?)
I do love to watch you bleed.
You take my breath away.
Don't know what to say.
(You can lead the way.)
Just to make you break.
It's more than I can take.
But God you're so good when you do it.
So let's do it.
(Got me saying yes, daddy.
Yes, daddy.
Cut me.
Gut me.)
Come on baby, **** me.
(Yes, daddy.)
I'm in control.
You know your role.
(It's taking it's toll)
So,
Got my hand to hold.
You blow my ******* mind!
One of a kind.
(Send me flyin'
Feels like I'm dyin'.)
That's how I know you're mine.
God, you're such a ******* good girl.
Good girl.
(You got me saying yes, daddy.
Yes, daddy.
Hit me.
Whip me.)
Come on baby, choke on me.
(Yes, daddy.)
You never cease to amaze me.
You drive me ******* crazy.
Say you'll be my baby.
(You got me saying yes, daddy.
Yes, daddy.
And I'll never be the same.)
  Dec 2018 Cindy Long
Sarah Judith
sometimes
i refuse to
write poetry
because inspiration
only comes from
sad
times

this realization
makes me
even
sadder
it how life goes my dude. nothing we can do about it, my man.
Cindy Long Dec 2018
For a moment her skin
Is like the color of the dark
Unyeilding seas in the dead of winter;
The edges of her body more alive
Like the back splash of her crisp waves.
Her eyes more like the round
Black vastness of space;
A warm asteroid field of greens and golds scattered throughout,
Swirling amd twirling me into the wormhole of her pupils.
Her appearance more cold
And cut throat- threatening to ruin anyone
Even  remotely as enduring as she
And yet her ****** expression
More begging and yearning for sustenance in her life- worth dying for
Other than the promise of one day being seen as more than a badge.
She turned and nodded to me, "sup girl." Blinking me back to reality. Remembering she is my enemy
And now I sit questioning my whole life- was everything I taught a lie.
Or is this just reason enough to die?
  Sep 2018 Cindy Long
Sehar Bajwa
And when you feel I’m slipping lightyears away
i will remind you how my world still
revolves around you.
i will brush out your dark holes with
constellation kisses as we lay counting stars.

And when you feel lonely
i will traverse galaxies to be by your side
as i share the secrets of my universe with yours.
i will hold you closer than my gravity will permit me
and I will crush all the space debris that dare look your way fragment by fragment
as I heal your craters with moondust.

in the darkness of your eclipses,
I will wait in the shadows to watch
You rise again.
We will waltz under meteor showers
and wish upon shooting stars as we dwarf Jupiter
With our amorous infinitudes.

when you feel vacuum within you
I will carve you a supernova heart
giftwrapped in spaceflowers
To fill the void.

I'll love you to Eris and back
As you reinvent a Big Bang for me
Where I started with nothing and suddenly have everything.
a universe too small for my love
  Sep 2018 Cindy Long
levi eden r
it's my birthday.
i cried last night of the thought that i really made it another year.
the rain seemed to push me down so hard and i can't believe i'm still here.
walking with my friend yesterday,
i looked at her,
just by looking at her,
i knew that i should be here.
in that moment,
i knew i wanted to stay.
it's birthday and i'm --,
another year of breathing,
another year of crying,
another year of smiling,
another year of feeling like i was nothing,
another year of loving,
another year of me.
i don't know how to feel this year about myself yet
but
i'm here and that's all that matters.
more than any other month, last month i came close so many times to just ending it all. those times were the first times in years where i had everything planned out for my departure and was ready to end it all.

but i'm here. i don't really know what that says about me or what or how i'm doing. but i'm here.

happy birthday to me
  Sep 2018 Cindy Long
solfang
how grieving
can a heartbreak be,
till one swears off love
completely?
I hate rainy seasons— those are the times when I think of the love that never happened.
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