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Deniece Long Sep 2016
Dominating presence caressing dark silence
Heighten primal needs from soul's depths.

Rendered motionless, anticipating confines,
Crossed legs powerless to suppress  trickles,

Tremulous excitement puddles,
Masterful voice resonates........

           '*** for me'
****** on Command -  a total submissive's ****** on command from her Dominate.....The whole basis is an excitement stemming from the fear that you won't ******, mixed with the fear of having an ****** without permission.....Very ******!
Deniece Long Sep 2016
It all starts with silence
Just like a blank page,
Whether thinking of love,
Or darkness filled with rage.

The thoughts sit so silent,
Deep in one's mind,
Their unspoken feelings
Waiting to be defined.

Whether revealed in a song,
Rant or rhyme,
They all will breathe Life,
It just takes some time.
I was listening to  music.....and felt that the song was about taking things or feelings that were silent and giving them a voice somehow, therefore bringing them to life....just like a blank page waiting to be filled..  Those were my thoughts.
Deniece Long Sep 2016
A vast emptiness

An endless void



Nothing seen

Pain's dwelling place



The color of death

Diluting  the sense of sight



Painting a troubled soul

Never to illuminate life
Deniece Long Sep 2016
The demons swirl around me
Like vultures do their prey.
The darkness has engulfed me,
Night never turns to day.

The innocence that I once had
It hides behind me now.
Overcome by sin and grief
In shame my head I bow.
Oh, I feel them at my feet,
they're reaching for my soul.
Like embers from a blazing fire,
My heart has turned to coal.

My angel she has left me
With wings to Heaven's gate.
My prayers they go unanswered,
I'm crying much too late.
Because I am within myself,
Diminishing thoughts they roam.
I hear them now, it's Satan's steps,
He's coming to take me home.

Fear it overtakes me
Its a pain I know so well.
There's no bright light, just doom in sight,
I'm in a living hell!
I feel that we are all living our own Hell on Earth.....
Deniece Long Sep 2016
With moon beams creating her only light,
She slithers like a serpent in the night.
A soul charred from a sordid life gone wrong,
Desperately sought a place to belong.

Evil invited and held out its hand,
Giving her reign of darkness in the land.
A broken heart given such deadly power,
Scores to settle and lives to devour.

Each night searching under starlit cover,
Seeking revenge on her unfaithful lover.
The hounds from hell cloaked in disguise,
Trailing the scent that led to her demise.

Crimson tears fall marking this lonely path,
Only giving her courage and strengthening wrath.
Adorned in blind deceit, cloaked in madness,
She would find a way to end her sadness.

The vows were written, bridesmaid's were dressed,
She was demanding the love he professed.
The tables now turned, he'd taught her so well,
Bound forever....beyond the gates of Hell.
Deniece Long Sep 2016
Sizzling sensations seek solace
Soul smolders silently

Shooting stars streak summer skies
Shades shadow shyness

Sweat seeps slowly
Sensuality screams.......

She succumbs
Deniece Long Sep 2016
Bewildered by foul baited breath.
Tested, tormented and tortured
Left lingering, limp and lifeless.
Consumed by cold calculation
Lured, locked in lost love's loneliness
Entangled. engulfed.... evermore.
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