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My Master, my Mate, my Partner...
My life is his down to every drop..
His soul and mine
Intertwined...

Our fires meld....
And melt...

Forever...

2018

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UninhabitedHeart
04:35 Mar 15 2018

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So much pain
A lifetime and more of damage
I live in 2 places

One darkness and fear
One burning desire
At war with myself…

Then he touches me….

THEY BOTH REAR UP, HUGE AND POWERFUL
DARK BURNING FLAMES,

In his arms they awaken
My two sides
Threatening me with death

The safest place…

IS ALSO THE MOST DANGEROUS…

His darkness knows no bounds,
What has made him so afraid?
Afraid of love…believing it’s false.

I want to show him
I want to love him
I gave him my everything ….
And yet, he doubts.

I am a pet, a plaything, a toy
Nothing more.
But endlessly, I hope…
He sees..

I want my love to Pierce his darkness…
I want him to know and feel that it’s real.
I want him….
To BELIEVE.

The fire inside me rages…
So hot and high…
No way to escape the confines it is bound within.

An inferno of desire,
A raging storm of lust…
For pain…for HIM…

Forever…


2017

I am going to lose my love one day
It doesn’t matter what I do or say
It will happen I know it’s true.
I take it in stride, it’s what I do.

I hope to show him, while I’m here
To grow past the pain that she put there
To teach him that love does not betray
To show him, that she, didn’t love him this way

For when love is real and honest and true
Only one thing matters..
And that thing,
Is YOU

Since the beginning
The beginning of me…
I was Love

Even through the pain of many fires
The agony of many betrayals…
The formation of walls thick with brick
Falling like hail….

Even tho care
Was never returned
And only pain and loss were dealt
I was Love

I have no anger
Except in spurts
Riotous feelings
Loud out bursts

Defending those few I hold
In protection only
I can be bold
I was Love

For you my dear
I would give my life
To serve, and guard, in fight or flight
For you my dear
I AM LOVE

She is his flower, his innocent one. Virgin, then mother of his child….
What does that make me??
The dark one, the demon to match his monster…the receptacle of his pain and torment..
With mine…the answer to his own..
His touch, for her. Firm yet gentle,
For me hard and forceful, blood and luscious pain….
His claws and teeth mark my skin….his soul and eyes mark my heart…
What does that make me????

HIS

2017