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 Jun 2016 Ellie Sora
Slur pee
Pull me oh so close,
And then push me away.
You're the suzerain of my terrain;
This body is your state.
Yours to use, to sate.
I'm a vassal, under reign
Of your heavenly gaze.
Mark me with kisses your lips lay
Underneath the night, the day.
Silence me- only have me say
"My lord, this pleasure is
Yours to take"
As I spread my timid legs;
You make my knees buckle and shake.
My eyes wander to a place
That my tongue would love to taste.
Teach me the rhythm, the pace
To keep your body
In this spiritual place.
My throat betrays,
And I utter your name
Correct me with haste
You're my lord and I, your slave
Master, show me how to play
I want to pay,
Punish me with rough foreplay
Bound my legs, bite my thighs
Conceal vision from these lustful eyes;
I want to feel you grow in size
Between my lips, please make me smile
Show me the meaning of your title.
Dominate me while I cry out
To some god hidden in some clouds.

-SLuR
 Jun 2016 Ellie Sora
Fenix Flight
My heart had turned to stone
I had become the bitter broken girl
Wasnt looking for anything new
Still trying to pick up pieces of a shattered heart


I thought I would never be loved again
I thought that was the end for me
my life started going down hill
I was just done with everything


I wanted to give it all up.
I was losing people left and right
I was so done
I was so tired.


I was going to end it all
Give it up
who would miss me?
No one.


Then he comes crashing in
and cracks fracture like spider webs
Feelings I thought I lost
start waking up and peakign around


He saved me
my blue haired knight
Without even realizing it
I was stuck.


He now has my heart
recently healed from deep cutting wounds.
Please dont break it
It cant handle anymore


I'm trusting you
like I rarely trust anyone
my heart is in your hands
*Please dont break me
To My boyfriend Kaleb who means so much to me
{Kaleb was here and says hi guys ;) }
Limited Vocabulary

With my limited vocabulary,
Back pain, tendency to sloth and other frailties,
I still have much to say
And say it,
It arriving daily
As a post from nowhere, sender
Totally unknown,
No stamp or postmark on it.
Limit:
One can only work within it,
Trust that what’s within
Is valid, potent and convincing.

Limited Vocabulary 6.6.2016
The Processes: Creative, thinking Meditative II;
Arlene Corwin
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