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Ok Folks, post your entries for the February Poetry Contest Here!
The topic this month is "First Submission." For you subbies, perhaps your first submission to a Dom or Domme'. For you tops, your most memorable first experience with a submissive. Or any variation on the theme.
Entries will close on Feb 28.
Under a sweet September sky
Bodies twined in the pale moonlight
Hands exploring; souls on fire
Flesh bound in the chains of desire
Pleasure and pain; sweet pleas caught by the wind
To be answered and pushed higher again and again
Heart, mind, body and soul
Surrendering all to reach the ultimate goal
Magick in movement; a dance in the night
Two becoming One; beautiful and right.
The first time you said I was a good girl
my heart danced with excitement and I
waited for you to notice me again.
The first time you said my name I saved it
in my heart to replay later
when it stopped pounding.
The first time you called me I came
to you and begged you
to keep me.
The first time you touched me I broke
my heart by giving it to you
unasked.
The first time you hurt me
I begged you for it
to stop, but I didn’t mean it.
And you knew what I wanted.
The first time you held me I knew
you were going to let me go
and I was going to beg you not to
silently.
The first time you left I knelt
by the door and cried because you
didn’t know what I wanted.
The first time you saw me, after, I was unchanged
but only where you could see;
everywhere else I was a mess
The first time you touched me, after,
you patted my head and said I was a good girl.
And I knew I wasn’t what you wanted.
The first time you touched her
I screamed and burned and wept with her
You didn’t know I wanted to be her.
The first time I left, you waved
and you may never see that I am still a good girl
in waiting.
Great job wildfire :) . Very expressive.
moonmuse...I can see it.....
first time
first glance
melting
all sweet
romance
falling
turned dark
first spark
liked it
wild child
felt alive
learned to thrive
excitement
heart racing
begging
pleading
stop
please
over
left
alone.
Your intensity 03/09/04
by Marion Anderson ©
entangled,
trembling
with each swing of air
lashing sensitive skin,
licking intensity.
tease of leather,
a ragged hesitation
seconds before
you reign sweetened kisses
of your control
over me
sending my soul
into twisting summersaults;
hair twining toes,
fear bound,
silenced,
breathless,
climbing joy.
I cling
before
you show me
how to fly
free
JUST A REMINDER
The February Poetry Contest is now open for entries. You can post them here!
YOU
drive me crazy
keep me sane
tease me with your
tales of pain
body painted
leather black
make me wonder
make me crack.
ME
staid and solid
honest, true
secret soul
i think of you
my shell of ice
my heart of steel
i think of you
i melt, i feel.
First
Hold me in your hands
Don’t drop me
I’m one of a kind
And known to be fragile
I’ve never felt like this
A blank canvas ready
To become something
But not sure what
Everything seems different
I’ve never felt like this
Is this what it means
To be accepted?
Loss of control
I finally feel good enough
I’ve never felt like this
First time for everything
I`ll be a good girl, Daddy.
Don`t be mad.
When your eyes go red
And your hair raises
You scare me so.
When you yell
When you slam doors and break chairs
When you demand
but whatever we do is wrong
When you cry
You scare me so.
Don`t cry.
I`ll be a good girl, Daddy