Feeding Time

I’m hungry
Not for food
But for your flesh

I need to nourish
My cravings and desires
For your consumption

Allow me to lick
Taste and devour
Your carnal offerings

Only then will I find respite
From this ache
Until it’s feeding time again

I Heard from You Last Night

I heard from you last night.
The sound, announcing your incoming call,
left me breathless.

I heard from you last night.
Reading your words, typed effortlessly across the screen,
left me floating.

I heard from you last night.
Knowing you were thinking, dreaming and desiring me,
left me electrified.

I heard from you last night.
Feeling my pulse race, my face flush, my nipples hardened,
left me wet.

I heard from you last night.
My thoughts, returning to you, over and over again,
left me craving.

I heard from you last night.
Sitting alone, fantasizing and remembering,
left me yearning,
for MORE.

Subservient me

Fly me away
Above the clouds and blue
To that heavenly place of just me,
And You.

Allow me to float
Weightless and free
Where nothing can reach except You,
Touching me.

Send me adrift
Where I’ll delight in the view
Few have experienced shown rapturously,
By You.

Watch as I soar high
From down on my knees
As humbly and lovingly I offer You,
Subservient me.

Distance

You are there
I am here
All we want
Is to be near

A simple touch
A delicious taste
Even one second
We wouldn’t waste

The anticipation
Grows and flames
The aching passion
Plays wicked games

You are waiting
I count the days
Until we’re together
And ignite ablaze

Loss

First:
You don’t believe
You can’t accept
You refuse to acknowledge
You become numb

Then:
It hurts
It aches
It burns
It damages

Next:
You cry
You scream
You question
You mourn

Eventually:
Searching for acceptance
Searching for condolence
Searching for comfort
Searching for a safe place for the memories to live

Finally:
Remembering
Smiling
Accepting
Forever Loving

All my Love to C XOXOXO!

Spring

Winter’s bitter white fades
Slowly giving way to the green buds of new life

Rivers energizing along their frozen shoals
To thunder again with rushing animation

Song birds returning home
Fledging their legacy anew

Forests, valleys, hills and mountain tops
Burst to life with the genesis of spring

Flip Flop Rumble Roll

I flip, flop
I rumble, roll
I swirl, spin
I just don’t know

I can’t think clearly
I can’t make sense
I can’t come to conclusions
It’s all becoming too intense

I won’t break
I won’t cry
I’ll keep it together
If only on the outside

I can do it
I can succeed
I can conquer
Or I will bleed

What do You have to offer?

When asked, what do you have to offer me, you replied with things like wit, humor, charm, foot massage, coffee, handyman skills and other attributes that are wonderful, but aren’t the things you TRULY offer me. Here is a list of some of the things I think about:

Your eyes…

When they stare at me, I swear they are stripping me naked, body and soul bared. Yet, I feel safe, protected, cared for and loved.

Your mouth…

Your smile can light up a room and those lips, DAMN those lips, can shoot an electric charge through my entire body with the lightest touch.

Your tongue…

The taste is indescribable and its talent in my mouth is rivaled only by its talent as it licks through my delicate folds.

Your hands…

They trace, touch and tantalize every inch of my body. The moment they move, my skin cries out in longing and want for more.

Your cock…

It is the thing my daydreams and fantasies are made of. It has graced my mouth, skin and the deepest, darkest recesses of my hunger.

You…

Truly, that’s all I really need.

I Don’t Know…

I don’t know
What I have done
To deserve you
In my life

I will ensure
Whatever it takes
To be worthy
In your eyes

I can’t fathom
What stars aligned
To bring your light
Into my darkness

I shall provide
Whatever you desire
To be given
In my submission

Me

Take me
Tear me
Use me hard
Twist me
Bind me
Leave me scared

Whip me
Thrash me
Make me cry
Degrade me
Destroy me
Watch me fly

Please me
Pleasure me
Please don’t quit
Claim me
Chain me
Watch me submit

Share me
Display me
Declare me whore
Dominate me
Own me
Call me yours

 

*I am very sorry to say that I don’t know the name of this artist.  If you do, please let me know so I can give credit or remove it at their request.  Thank you.