The Rain CameI dug around for you for days, unhorsingThe Rain Came7 years ago in Free Verse
More Like This
worms from clods of earth until I found the shine
that meant you lay beneath. You came
out of nowhere, you grew, you wanted to leave.
All I had was a shovel and a packed lunch, five pence
of foreign money, and all for you.
But i ran out too quickly and you wandered
off with nothing - not even flowers
from another tomb, not even stones
or the prayers hanging over long-rested
earth. You just went, in the way
that you do, and now I wonder
where you are and what you do for food
and succour. You mustn't worry.
I worry (who pulled you from damp earth) but you,
you run free. If there is anything you took
from me, know that I was always afraid -
for how you would know I loved you.
Poem - My SlaveMy SlavePoem - My Slave7 years ago in Free Verse
More Like This
I let the rope run thru my hands,
Feel my focus sharpen, submerging myself in this moment.
Aroused and ready,
The vision of his bound body unfolds in my mind
Strong limbs slowly stretched; exposed to my sight.
He is beautiful.
The sight of dark skin
brings the earthy taste of him back to my senses.
The skin of his shoulders is cool to my touch,
But his cheeks are flushed hot with desire.
With firm hands I guide him.
His eyes flutter closed as I feel the tension slip from his body.
Gifting me with his total surrender;
slipping into a sensual, heady submission.
Firmly, and in a quick controlled movement
I pull his arms into a disciplined posture behind him,
Binding them. A gasp escapes his lips.
Light caresses to my skin,
A signal; an acceptance.
His trust is pleasurable; a feeling which I savor.
Tonight, I will hold him at the crest of ecstasy,
And submerge him in blind hedonistic pleasure