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| p>Take me, break me, rename me....bend me to Your will and mark me as Your own.... i like sarcasm, dark, dry humour, singing loudly and darkened rooms. Dancing in the moonlight, dressing to please, silver jewellery and everything in it's place. i am owned and am NOT looking to change that. i am here under Master's instructions to learn as much as i can from others, and I enjoy genuine conversation. i am exploring the strengths within myself and want company on this journey under the watchful gaze of my Master.... i pride myself on my manners but pointless or crude messages just irritate me so if you're looking for a cheap thrill or nonsensical conversation please move on. Thank you.
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I can see you there, little one, hiding where you think I don't see...with bells round your ankles, shackled in shadows and wrapped in My darkness, breathing My air.....and I shall let you, for now. The time will come, your time will come.....be ready, little one. Be ready. |
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There You were again, twisting through my dreams and laughing at me behind my eyes as i slept, watching the sweat roll down my back in amusement as i struggle to reach You, to see You, to find You.... Come find me, take my hand and dance with me....i won't know until You do.... |
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If You pushed Your fingers into my brain;
Would my dreams stick to Your fist?
Would you feel my thoughts, see my dreams; and all the things You've missed?
my desires are etched inside my skull,
With a needle made of fear.
The songs i've sung throughout my life;
Are there for You to hear.
You know my lips are sewed sometimes,
i stitch them up in haste....
If only i could feed on Your mind, steal a little taste.
This bone that keeps my brain so dark,
Will one day grow so weak;
That You will pull apart my thoughts,
And find those things You seek.... |
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Words, words, words.... So many words flying back and forth, whispered promises and the strangled gasps.... Praise me with words and degrade me with actions.... The sensual flick of a tongue and caress of lips.... He knows...i know.... Do you know? Do you feel that hold on you, the cold, heavy chain that keeps you here as it does me... Do you crave it, ache for it....i do.... |
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When the words start to seep from the fantasies to the dreams, from the dreams to the visions; and from the visions to....where? Where next? Darker and darker desires twisted through my mind and choking my reality....i shall allow this selfish indulgence of fantasy, just one more time.... |
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| Age: 24 |
| Lapu-Lapu,
Philippines |
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