Bold

Cold sheets and an empty bed made for a long night. She craved the heat generated from intense passion and raw desire. A small smile curved her lips as she let her fantasy take shape. It was dark and bordered on the edge of pain. Her carefully dropped hints and increasingly bold requests had been met with caution and skepticism. Perhaps not every fantasy was meant to be shared or brought to reality. There was freedom in allowing a fantasy to be solely for her pleasure.

Magenta

There is a place where I'm so tangled up in emotion that I can do nothing but feel. At times I feel safe and protected within those ties, but other times I feel like I've been let go and the fall has been hopelessly suspended because those ties won't let me go. This came from that tangled up place. It is what it is...

that bitch

the one thought tears at you

you are the one who will do

easily used quickly left

at the moment of highest pleasure

a wrenching pain

the body betrays

straining for his release

a release he needs

without the caring you crave

you pull back

he feels it in the touch

sees it in your eyes

stop me

those hands let you plummet

a tear falls a head turns

bastard

letting you retreat he releases

a release that shatters

more than your body

damn

coward

you