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Pressed roses and carnations inside brown leather books
Write to me in black wet ink so your words may last
In restless ignorance I soon found myself, exhausted and shook
Bruises don't linger to my skin but old bones will always crack
It's a fresh kind of thrill to do just what you simply shouldn't
Who knows what suspends the ceiling with all that it lacks
No pillars, nor walls, and to imagine it, well, you couldn't
But this is it, hail on skin, and frost in lungs, then into the floor you smack
And the gale of the moment leads you in to a calming decent
So let's try and not let this wither away and lets never holdback
I'll listen to that beautiful voice and taste the smoke on your tongue
While the October moon travels across the sky so steady and black
I'll remember this time when we were happy and young
Write to me in black wet ink so your words may last
In restless ignorance I soon found myself, exhausted and shook
Bruises don't linger to my skin but old bones will always crack
It's a fresh kind of thrill to do just what you simply shouldn't
Who knows what suspends the ceiling with all that it lacks
No pillars, nor walls, and to imagine it, well, you couldn't
But this is it, hail on skin, and frost in lungs, then into the floor you smack
And the gale of the moment leads you in to a calming decent
So let's try and not let this wither away and lets never holdback
I'll listen to that beautiful voice and taste the smoke on your tongue
While the October moon travels across the sky so steady and black
I'll remember this time when we were happy and young
Literature
bdsm
i want your nails digging into my thighs
painting murals with my blood
and i want your teeth at my jugular
biting into my rapid pulse
and i want your ropes binding my wrists
bruising the undamaged skin
and i want your blindfold obscuring my sight
denying me the privilege of you
and i want your gag suffocating me
stifling anything i want to say
and i want your sadistic love
knowing it's all i deserve
Literature
Bondage
Bondage...
the fiend of pleasure,
the drive of pain...
the addiction forever;
that drives me insane.
The desire that makes me,
the cloud that has change..
a new founded sex type;
that makes me feel the same.
My weakness is a pin point,
i surrender to the mood;
i feel your breath on me..
like a whip in the herd.
I scream with excitement,
i shrill with glee..
i moan so spontaneous,
in ecstacy.
I experience the climax,
i endure the rush,
those cuffs hold me down..
when i feel i've had too much.
Literature
Dive
"Come here"
She breathes faster and deeper
I pull her close with one hand
She shudders
Guiding her to the wall
Watching me in fear and thirst
"Turn around."
I grab her wrist and put them above her head
"I am going to lift up your skirt now"
She inhales deeply
I admire the round of her tiny ass
Soft tanned skin
Like the crust on flan
"Arch your back"
Hands against the wall
She pushes her bottom up
And then the other
Walking in place
"Take your panties off, slowly."
She slips her thumbs
Under the straps
And peels her underwear
The little bit of green silk over her ass
Like an old snake skin
It crumbles
And settles at
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This is so beautiful....
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