My body’s a fire
Waiting
To be burned
With your caressing gaze
All teased
Tormented
Nuzzled fantasy
Makes me
A bad girl
Eager to please
Your ***** sensitivity
Tie me
Choke me
Tell me Daddy
How will you
Discipline me today

It’s been a while
That we’d last met
For a coffee
Our fingers met
Like our hearts
Opening to each other
I miss the moments
Soaking
Of poignant silence
I’d drawn words
On your chest
In the shadows
And pried open
My own emotions
I hope
You’re doing well
And the words
Have sprouted flowers
In your scars...

How come I can't stay focused?
I tend to overthink...

What is it that is making me waste all this ink?

To let it all go
and let it all flow
before I lose my glow
he adds as if he know
I need to take a mo
for I to further grow
Over to him I tiptoe
and I say, no
I’m not chasing rainbows
I bloom through tornadoes

Did you hear
the groans of
rivers floating with
bodies torn asunder
by cannies of sharks

how thier cries
are faint & eerie
become moans
of children
dear to the heart
of the forest &
her wild

how their mothers
are forest trees
bent into brooms rode
by witches of whim

& how their bones
are on a quest for flesh
lean enough to cloak
their nakedness.