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Voices accusing. Fingers pointing An unforgiving world of strangers The guilt and blame are crushing This world is my prison with no escape There is nowhere safe left to hide For you For me Loneliness is like a creature  From which I can't run Where I go...

She Did

Without trust and honesty there can be no real emotional attachment.

Grey and dreary was today She sat in sad, utter dismay Her world had gone all astray Two lovers had come her way One dark of night, one light of day Slow and smooth was his pursue He spoke of honesty, just not true Soon he would cast his darkest hue Webs...

Jazz

A young woman finds her way as a jazz singer

Blame it on mom. She was a jazz freak and I grew up hearing Billy Holiday, Anita O’ Day, June Christie, Ella and Louis, you name it. “The cats,” she called them. She knew all the words and she’d sing to the records, snapping her fingers, looking at hersel...

My Ties, My Freedom

In those ropes lurks my freedom

The world encapsulated in darkness Soft velvetblinding my vision The soundsmusic thrumming in the backgroundHis voicereassuring and comforting His touchwarming my skin with each movementThe heatas his palm settles and squeezes The pressurerope biting deli...

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Love Is

love is not about control, love is about freedom x

“Love is” (Love is) not about control, Love is, about (freedom) Love is, not about knowing all, Love is about craving the secrets. You watch a bird feeding on the lawn, And know it is beautiful, And desire its beauty. But you cannot know its inner soul, I...

I wake up and see her lying beside me,finally happy, finally free.Her head resting gently on my chest,my hand copping a feel on her magnificent breast.She strokes my cock though deep in her sleep,She no longer cries, there are no tears left to weep.She kn...

Night Talking

An unusual poem about the darker side of domination

Little voiceTold a stranger all aboutCracked like thunder in the nightSo she must have had doubtI got a very warm welcomeFollowed by a shockGirl's gone a shootin'Up around the clockDesire, longing, obsession,Hook-up, kinky role-playJust a click away...Noc...

Love's Enigma 1

Keep your secret; tell it no one: wars are won and lost with careless words

~ ~ I broke my codeMy cool enigma Overflowed I rode the U boat's Floating fragments Depth-charge bursting Surface breaking  ~ ~ Tied by hands Exposed and naked Wooden chair Roped ankles chafing Anglepoisoned Tasting blood and  Sweat I'm breaking ~ ~ Tortu...

Banned

Sometimes things are not as they seem...

There was something amiss.Her left hand was tingling.Oh no! Suddenly she began to panic,Her mind was racing.~o~Her heart! It must be her heart,Damn but it had been under a lot of stress lately.She had taken on too much.~o~She had opened it up andShe had a...