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You never loved me. You lusted, yes,and you will spend your yearsseeking me between other sheets.Submitting will nevermore taste as sweet.You might not be capableof romantic love, but I believed you —more fool me — when you offered higher loves.More, I believed your friendshipcould outlive dying embers.I try to write a poemto explain the way…
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I wanted youto be an act of self-harm,a pain that calms,my own blood the healing balm.It’s not as darkas it sounds. Those who look downupon a focusing cut, do not understand the grounding,comfort,clarity, and inevitably they damage themselves in their own way,but with less self-awareness. Be it drink or drugs,the toxic relationships into which they…
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Discreet, but nonetheless a collar,this pretty restraint was intended as a sign of ownership, a displayof your devotion, a reminderof my Dominance as Queen of your body and mind, your time,your choices. The irony is searing,its arrival today a slap to the face.- you don’t own him – it mocks- and you know you never…
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My red flagis I still don’t really believe in my worth,(I thought I did)and that’s what’s stopping mefrom telling you the truth. Red-faced at the idea of being caught red-handed, catching feelsfor you.It’s not that there is any reason to be ashamedof finding you attractive. You’re not the problem. It’s that I can’t bring myselfto…
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I miss you, butI’ll never describethe darkness of those depthsunless you ask.It’s notthat I don’t want you to know,don’t want to risk a vulnerability.I never want to be the Eve to your Adam.If you wish me to be your sinI will never have it saidthat I was your temptress, your downfall,though Heaven knowsI’d let you…
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The truth can sting, but I know you can take it, beautiful. You knew the risks,messaging a sadist. You certainly take a lot for me, from me, but right now you’re going to have to suffer my tenderness, the tenderness of the caregiver. Sometimes that’s harder than ending up covered in welts, I know. Sweetheart,…
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Your dominance comes so naturally, I fearyou do not know that my submission does not. Do you realise that I am my own safe harbour?I do not fear much, and I do not fear letting gohere. I am ready to hand you my kingdom keys.I hope you do not regret unlocking Pandora’s box.More paradoxes: the…
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Demure, shy, nervous even, you seem. I am unsureif it is your age, a relative inexperience, differencesin social reciprocity caused by the autism I doubt is diagnosed,or maybe I’m intimidating. It would not be the first time. And I – I am a force with which to be reckoned, some days I worrymy confidence might…
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Optical illusions. Have you ever seen two lines that appear paralleleven though they are not? We agreedon many things. We agreed this is a love.We agreed that this loveis both platonic and erotic,and most certainly not romantic.Neologising.We named it like intrepid explorersbelieving they discovered new land.I categorise the thoughts and feelingsI hold towards you; some…
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