I want you to watch me. I want to sate the hunger in your eyes. Take a long, slow, look over my form.  Absorb the feminine camber; drink me in. Watch the fluid movement as my long, slender neck stretches when I turn to give you a coy, beseeching look. Admire the perfect curve of my breasts and how quickly my nipples harden under your gaze. Placing a hand under each breast I lift them as if to offer them to you.  Watch me...

I wish I could hold your hand.Not gently, rather the way that leaves your palms sweaty and your fingers entwined with mine. The kind where our hands stay locked when we swing our arms together while we walk. Even if I decided to pirouette, our hands would break their hold for only a short moment before finding each other again. They know where they belong.While I'm holding your hand I'd like to walk along the beach. We wo...

Did you find me when I needed you most?Perhaps it is me who found you. Perpetual misery pervaded my mind.Another's folly was my affliction.  Something you wrote seemed familiar.I noticed you once and looked twice. I noticed you twice and smiled;the first smile since my heart's ruination.  A kiss in the air, caught by morning mist,was offered to me in the starlight. I captured it with glee; I knew it was for me. A smile hi...

Reginald Woodrow Buttress felt the deep throb before he opened his eyes. It was the same every goddamn morning and lasted all day, every day. A boner so big and hard you could club an elephant with it.Why, God, why? Why me?Perpetual wood. Permanent hard on. Eleven fucking inches of purple, throbbing stone. There was so much blood in his dick, he sometimes fainted. Even then his dick didn't go soft. It never did.Problem wa...

A new dayA new friendSmilesBlushingButterfliesJoy!Beaming!FlirtingInvitationAnticipation...PreparationLipstick...which shade?That shade!Dress...Little black dress?No. White dress?No. Purple?No. Little red dress!Shoes...Which shoes?Those shoes!MirrorPerfectionReady...Check hairWaiting...Check timeWaiting...Excruciating Check lipstickDoorbell!!!Panic!ButterfliesExcitement!Check hairPauseDeep breathComposure Open doorBeaming...

I cannot speak the words to convey how much I miss you. That would make it real. Heart-slashing miseryhas displaced a sultry burn. My thoughts are still full of you,craving just...One... word. Through tears,I see in the mirror,an emptiness, where there once was a part of you. My tears will neverfill that emptiness. The void will torture me for as long as you're not there.  © trinket 2017

I see a pretty dollwith a broken smile. Sad 'cause she's been missingyou for too long a while. I respect your decision,and your reasons why. Doesn't make this any easierto accept, though I try. How can you justpush me away?You too, must be hurting,a little more each day. I know why you did it,although I think you're wrong. I'm feeling so angry,how can you be so strong?I'm screaming inside. I'm hating you right now. I want...

I'm here only for youto do with as you will. I feel your red-hot needonly I can fill. Make it relentless,please leave me bruised. Make me feel like I've been brutally used. Grab my throat tightly,pin me down hard,Be rough with my body,leave your calling card. Pushed against the wall,tearing at my dressTouching me...just theremakin' me a hot mess. Tie me up tightly,laying face down,arms and legs spread,I'm your sexy playgr...

She's stuck in winter's stillness, stalled at Christmas time. Fog wraps its wings around her and hugs her while she cries.The love she found, she'll never own. The Christmas gift she craves. Destined to be without her.  To another, his love, he gave.Another already wore his ring. She'd arrived late to the revelry. Seemed someone else was living her life. Why couldn't he have been her destiny? From across the street, she s...

  "You are a Sensual Flower  in the midst of a  transparent bouquet." I will always be your rose;  I have been yours forever.  you are my enslavement.   A smirk on your face,  you watch the tramps who primp and prance  unashamedly before you.  Sluts and whores  bounce silicon tits in your face.  Jezebels and jades  beg you to own them.  You only crave them until you fuck them then cast them aside like the pitiful leeches...

The ocean's tides beckoned me closer while the shiny shelllured you away. The revelation of your follycultivated my sadness. Did you think sheshone brighterthan me? How easily you denied me andsnatched away what you had promised me. You alone own the failureof what was us. You won the morbid prize. I suppressed innercarnage;An internal struggle, a fight for freedom from the misery of rejection and deception. I craved the...

~Fallen Angel~ This fallen Angel in disguise,Witness the haunting in her eyes. A heart full of fears that cannot be shaken,Born of a precious love forsaken. Dreams that were so full of hope,Became nightmares in which she could not cope. Shattered reality within her stirs,Such bitter, twisted thoughts of hers. Trapped in the hell of her mind’s torment,Enduring long, dark days of silent lament. ~Angel Above~ Beckoned by her...

Do you ever miss me while you're busy with your life? Do you wonder if I miss you?I do andMy Heart Breaks. Do you ever need me in the middle of the night when you can't sleep? I'd hold you, stroke your hair until you closed your eyes. Watch your sleeping face and softly kiss your lips. Then My Heart Would Break. Do you ever think of me, want me by your side?If I could I would be there.A tear falls, andMy Heart Breaks.Do y...

Innocence will remain.    There was no corruption in the dark scene.  She revels in his light.   I saw a photograph today.  It looked old, perhaps grotesque.  Ignorance sees no beauty there.    Limbs askew, bent, coiled and curved; tortured.   Yet...   Despite her restraints there was no repression.  Emotions flow and tears fall.    Awareness of self; it's a living thing. Her surrender is not slavery.    She is not sad no...

He is going to call me soon. I'm sitting on the edge of my bed, phone in my hand. Thinking about his ability to devour me completely leaves me breathless and dripping wet. His need is subjugation; to know he can do anything he wants to me with no complaint or resistance, to take and own every part of me. For me to surrender to his brutal love. To own me.I would give this man everything; I would do anything he asks of me....