#caressed
It was in my subconscious mind, that I met you
I stood in front of you with a bleeding heart, feeling all blue
My mind was drained, I was entangled in thousands of strangulated thoughts
And I felt as if you were someone I already knew
A river of serenity flowed through my eyes
When you held my hand and we wandered blithely
You whispered, 'I am here to breathe life into you'
To pull you out of the black hole of emptiness. I am here to make you feel lively
In the twilight of the dawn, as we sat on a beach
You wrapped your body around mine and our souls caressed
I could think of nothing else at that moment. I was so lost in you
Happiness glided through all my nerves and I felt blessed.
You were a stranger to me but, you didn't seem one
While I was in a perplexed state seeking for an answer;
I heard you say, I am a part of your subconscious mind
But I make you feel conscious, more than you are in your conscious mind.
Sep 13, 2020
Sep 13, 2020 at 9:22 AM UTC
Shackled, and chained.
Yet,
I’ve never felt so free.
You’ve awakened this primal instinct in me.
Burned, and bruised.
Tormented, and used.
I'm yours to abuse.
I kneel,
At your feet,
Waiting for command.
Waiting for the slightest gesture granted from your hand.
I look down.
My hands in lap.
l am at your will,
Waiting for your finger’s snap.
With hair pulled back--
Gathered in your hands.
And cheeks warm--
Caressed by your voice.
Lips are wet--
Touched by yours.
Cleaning, and cooking.
Almost every day.
Folding, and preparing.
Doing whatever you say.
I'm yours;
I'm branded with your name.
I'm bonded to you,
No matter what,
And I stand unashamed.
Dec 5, 2019
Dec 5, 2019 at 11:44 AM UTC
There she goes
Girls file into line
Three by three
Knee length skirts
Down the aisle
Tell me yours and I'll tell you mine
Prayers morning, noon, and night
Careful now, They're prepared to smite
Up the Stairs
Now we dine
And then off to bed
One "lucky" girl gets to practice head
The tallest tower
She's had too much sacramental wine
Hands touched and caressed
And she felt far from blessed
Down she jumps
Touched by filthy swine
"what a horrible disaster"
Her eulogy given by that same pastor
The Devil moves on
Nov 6, 2018
Nov 6, 2018 at 2:27 PM UTC
~
Thoughts concieved by open mind
Chosen gracefully, fulfilled and kind;
Are the treasures of remembered days
When pen to quill was an eternal phase
Of two souls yearning to be touched
Regardless of ethereal bond, much
Pleasure of a written word - longed
To become of flesh and blood.
~~~
Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 7:55 AM UTC
I've never felt so at home
Than when I'm being caressed
By your words
And their meaning
Aug 19, 2015
Aug 19, 2015 at 3:43 AM UTC