Caress- Poetry & Reflection

 

Caress

  

Slip a single digit into the core of my           desire

 Circle your tongue around

 

the

 

   puckered

       

             elevation             

 

of 

                                            my                                                      

dreams. 

 

 

I need your affirmations.

Choke me with dominance.

Stroke away my secrets.

Stoke the cascading essence dripping from between—

 

breathe                                                              exhale.

 

Your touch ignites the heartbeat of my first time—

I try to create d i s t a n c e but your soul plucks at all my hidden memories.


The taste of Independence,

The plunge of Wild Abandon,

The fall of Boundaries,

The tip of Insanity,

The surrender of—

self-constructed chains designed to isolate me.

 

Breathe                 Exhale

  

And set free the minx purring underneath.


~Dear Reader,

I have but one question for you,

Have you ever surrendered yourself to total sexual abandon?  ✦

 Before you answer, I challenge you with this. I'm not speaking about  indulging in the freakiest of your fantasies or crossing out dares on your sexual bucket list. I'm speaking of a moment where you allowed yourself to be completely vulnerable: mind, body and soul

An experience that held not an ounce of self-inhibition,

no fear of heartbreak, 

 no anxiety about performance or attractiveness, 

no shame around the wantonness of your sexual desire,

The only emotion you strove towards was that of: submission.

If you have surrendered to such an emotion, please share below your experience. But, if you haven't then I encourage you to find out what barriers you must cross before embodying such energy because my dear, it's within you. Energy that requires access from you, because what's more seductive than a woman  who demands nothing less than what she wants.

So I ask again, have you ever surrendered yourself to total sexual abandon? 

See you soon, you little minx 💙

Comments

  1. "...puckered elevation of my dreams" - nice. This also made me think about submission in general - the way we use submission, sometimes as a tool, sometimes out of habit, sometimes unaware to us.

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  2. I *loved* the experimental-ness of this poem. The way the words of the first stanza form a crescent?! Screaming. Also, the "breathe / exhale" line was gorgeously spaced.

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