Thoughts on an ever-evolving life

I Bared My Soul

I bared my soul
And body to you
You used it hard
Like you always do

You used it in ways
Unknown before
Left me tired and thirsty
Battered and sore

When you were through
And I needed you most
You disappeared
Like the wisp of a ghost

I didn’t understand
Why you left in a hurry
Alone I remained
Feeling used up and dirty

You didn’t understand
Why I took it so rough
You had said it all before
Wasn’t that enough?


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8 thoughts on “I Bared My Soul

  1. XandrewX on said:

    🙂 I enjoyed reading, I could never write erotic fiction I wonder why ALL erotic writers on WordPress are ladies?

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  2. Professor Wild on said:

    To lay one’s soul bare, to be completely vulnerable to another, is the ultimate expression of love and commitment. It is indeed beyond tragic that this expression was not returned in kind. A very moving, thought-provoking piece. You have a gifted way of conveying emotion, eloquent by its very simplicity.

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  3. Painfully beautiful.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. This is indeed painful to read but beautiful in it’s honesty.

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