Sick b*tch…I am

Virgin no more

Shhhhh, don’t tell my mother or father

My tight pussy bleed….upon the first time we made love

Fulfill my twisted needs of endless wicked dreams of sin

My tightness is once again*yearning* for your cock to tease my pussy, but I deserves to be *be punish*

Spank my butt with your hand as your coke begins to pound my pussy, deep and fast

Yank my hair until I cry for more

Oh yes yes…call me dirty names as you take me

Show me not mercy

Show me how love can make me soar

Bid me to surrender

Molest my heart and soul with wicked things

The purpose is clear

Upon my sheets are perfect drop of our sweat

Break my will

My lips quiver with my heart and soul deep echo for more

Send shivers up and down my spine

Let this wicked journey of wicked desire begin

Complete the sin, so I can be free

Rise the sensually thrill within me

Bring out my sexual bliss like no one else can

Sick b*tch…I am

Virgin no more

Shhhhh, don’t tell my mother or father

My tight pussy bleed….upon the first time we made love

Fulfill my twisted needs of endless wicked dreams of sin

My tightness is once again*yearning* for your cock to tease my pussy, but I deserves to be *be punish*

Spank my butt with your hand as your coke begins to pound my pussy, deep and fast

Yank my hair until I cry for more

Oh yes yes…call me dirty names as you take me

Show me not mercy

Show me how love can make me soar

Bid me to surrender

Molest my heart and soul with wicked things

The purpose is clear

Upon my sheets are perfect drop of our sweat

Break my will

My lips quiver with my heart and soul deep echo for more

Send shivers up and down my spine

Let this wicked journey of wicked desire begin

Complete the sin, so I can be free

Rise the sensually thrill within me

Bring out my sexual bliss like no one else can

Humpty had to take a dump, but the dump wasn't ready or willing.

Dump ran away with the wall, as Humpty stood against weeping tree pissing out his sorrows.

Stars were laughing at Dump and Humpty being at odds.

The moon turns away as the cow bellows for help.

Humpty took a trip, when he trip over his untied shoe strings.

The creek was bubbling with joy as the fat man rolled and rolled down toward it.

As the frisky breeze dance about life, it paused to ask, “Where was the wall that Humpty always sit upon?”

The creek babble about how the Dump ran away with wall, the spoon was forking around in the hallow ground for funny bones within shallow graves.

Where was the Dish that once ran away with the spoon?

The cat had married the Dish, now was lapping up his well-deserved treat.

Along came a spider, it sit down upon the rock, it looked around and wonder??

Where was Miss Tuffet these days?

Little Miss Tuffet was no longer little, her belly was swollen from lying down under the oak tree with the Mr. Bad Wolf.

Love/hatred or  hatred/love what is the thin line between either way?

Endless ﷺthoughtsﷺ and flowing passion becoming a battle field of destruction because words seem to get ttwisted

(not need to tell me this is written wrong...I wrote this piece this way)

<minds> with endless thoughts for good and evil, why?

*clocks chiming* Ticking of time flow by me and you, how can this be?

Tears ↓falling↓ as horns are blowing like whistling winds of fate speaking about tomorrow.

◊Hearts◊ are beating like sticks beating upon drums in the far distant.

Souls are \leaping frogs/s chasing rain drops.

Children play together…without…Hatred….grow ups speak badly at each or about each other…

Children weep….parents just shout a little bit louder.

Life ‡trembles‡, as hope fades away like our ‼clean air‼ for breathing.

Words & Actions

What does it take to stop the pain or hurting within each heart and soul dreaming of being accepted as whole and seen as equal upon the streets of life?
How deep must we fall or go, in order; to rip out another person heart?
Words, now have become cruel and rude to inflict hurt *just because we can*, yet with each look, snicker….toss of bottle has become a weapon upon human life, we fail to see…..for each word or action……we are failing ourselves.
When we allow the words and action to speak with such callous, shallow and cold hatred, we are committing ourselves to darkness, where nothing can save us.
Word and actions against belief or race, only steals away from our minds….hearts and souls to become something better than our history holds.
Calling people names……. Is just slapping ourselves in our own faces, because of self-hatred for ourself.
Snickering as obese and handicap person goes by……us, we are only deny ourselves a good and true friend.
Standing in the streets with burning cross…..like *gods only truth*, we have become devil handyman.
Why must hatred and rude words have to be so malice upon others?
White, black, so many other colors creates the magically life within our world, so why must find reason to separate us?
Why must we pick and choose the shape, looks and lifestyle to have walking down road alongside us?
A single heart beats like all the others, so where is different in dreams, goals….and love to be seen as someone worth knowing.
We are forgetting….
We are created out of love by our parents.
We are born and loved
We raised and dare life
We fall and rise….we dream, hope and pray
We love….with our minds and body, our hearts and soul,
When we bleed……
Our blood falls….ITS STILL ALL THE SAME COLOR….RED.
So what should matter more than…..then…..saving life, helping life….loving life for all the differences which gives us such a variety of perfection, if we just stop hating, judging….and trying to lesser another, when we are no different from those, who are hating…judging, shunning like nothing in life.

WHAT YOU NEED TO KNOW ABOUT......

Studied computers, but no geek at them........

Studied Account, but hates dealing numbers...its why god made ACCOUNTANTS.

Studied Nursing, was a RN.......

Studied Paralegal....

I am Poet and Author....I have written seven poetry book out. Three children books are being published. Got four novels in works and under contract.

I am demanding and controlling. Also has a quick temper and very fowl mouth when provoke.

I am blunt and straight forward....down right evil when crossed.

If you draw blood or disrespect me...I DO RETURN THE FAVOR.

I don't play games, unless they are mine....

I give respect to all when speaking and meeting online or off *if granted audience in person*...so demand respect towards me.

A self professed 'SLAVE' or e'SUB' should never be demanding, angry, or bitchy to somebody for not responding to your email or profile, it’s the Dom or Domme right to pick and choose whom to speak with…..if you come off bitching…whining or rude with such words calling someone you are reaching out, crude names….you are wrong the site. I am Domme….I don’t take ill…sh*t off sub/slave, its my right to pick and choose whom I carry on with upon this site.

You have not earned the right to be upset when you have not gotten your way.

JUST KNOW....I AM HERE BECAUSE OF WHAT I WANT AND SEARCHING FOR....SO IF I DON'T RESPONSE...MOVE ON.

I HAVE.

Her leather gloves are pitch black….running up slender fingers over my mistress elbows.

Her high heel black boots…*thigh high*…a short black leather skirt with off the red satin shoulder showing my mistress shoulder.

Breast rising and falling like mountain peaks of danger upon my essence.

She is seen by most outside of our dark life as a demon dress up like a haunting angel, but yet…I’m here willing to be her sub/slave forever.

Her blue haunting eyes gleaming like a wicked beacon of danger and damnation are feasting upon my naked flesh.

I bow to her entrance.

I tremble with delight and eagerness to do her bidding, if I am worthy for such honor and delight.

I know what she likes and wants from me each time she enters my torture room of endless pain and pleasure.

Shall it be my fate…yes?

Should it be taken away from me…never?

Her body is not perfect *yet I find her more perfect than drama queens in life*, her touch is tough and firm with such rage and darkness, but her wicked, disturbing acts bring my body, heart and soul alive in such ways no other mistress or woman in this world can ever do.

I am not strong, but nor I weak…I am man who came here to forever be under her feet.

I ask her for her worst….lucky if I get her best.

I never ask for more than I worthy for receiving from her.

I know my place…as most in this world don’t.

The cracking of the whip.

The chains upon my feet and wrist holding me here like trapped wild animal at your mercy.

The rattling sound about the air makes me trembling.

Here comes the master or mistress of dark desire.

The heavy breathing about the darkness.

I stand here in the shadows with flicker light form one single candle burning.

The scent of danger surround me, but I welcome it.

Here comes what I pray and long for from my master or mistress.

I have displease and refused, so here I am waiting my punishment.

I know in the end, I shall only live to obey.

My flesh is uncovered.

Where is my master or mistress who shall give me....well deserved punishment?

I breathe in deeply.

I wait with such delight.

I am his or her slave, I must accept this as my fate.

Footsteps…..oh god, please let this begin now.

Come today…yesterday is still not reality.

Come yesterday, I was dreaming about love.

Upon the falling stars I pray to love would come to me.

Come tomorrow, I will still rise upon the new day without you in my reality.

Come today….I lost my soul.

Come yesterday, I fell down upon my knees.

Upon the coming of twilight I gave up on love and you.

Come tomorrow, I will pick up the pieces and walk once again with dreams of love and you.

I stand here in the stirring wind of lust

Tears will not fall because this isn’t the way it was meant to be for you and I, yet this is how our story was played out.

I wasn’t strong enough to run too you.

You wasn’t weak enough to lean on me.

Life for you was in the fast lane….people, places and parties to attend.

Life for me….was writing, waiting and falling in love with you.

Neither of us….daring what we felt for each other.

Refusing for one reason or another to deny our hearts and souls desire like a fading red rose in vase.

I felt you before you knew me.

Did you feel me coming your way like angel descending upon the darkness surrounding you?

I guess we failed each other, but I know as I stand here watching the sky turn from day to twilight, while whispering out your name, as if you can hear my loving words.

Do your feel my fingertips upon your flesh as you falling asleep?

Do your feel my lips brushing across yours?

I can feel you here near me, even though you are far from my reach.

Here I am standing in the emotion of my sorrow of never speaking what was in my heart for you, here and now, I wandering…..when I will be able to say what is lurking deep inside my heart and soul for you.

Is it too late for me to say the words out upon the wind in hopes you will one day hear them?

How can this be the end of us, when I still feel you more than if you where you here standing behind me…..how oh how did this come to end like it did.

I was here.

I reached out to you, but the life you walk and lived in wasn’t my world.

You fell hard from the pedestal of highness, now you are alone.

I wish I could had saved you, but you refused to see my hand in the darkness you were trapped in.

Loving you still with all my wicked dreams like they were real.

Tell me…please oh tell me, how I can forgive myself not for reaching out to you in time.

The storm is coming upon me, yet I know I must hold onto hope and faith one day, you will come to me, like you promised me.

Can love be ours?

Or

Shall we always be roaming this world like lost angels without their wings to soar again?

I run nowhere from my love for you,

Yet

You ran into arms of that lead you astray from me and what could had been.

Why….. Oh….. Why does this make my heart flutter with tears refusing to fall?

Can’t you see or feel my pain?

If not, I can feel yours more than I should, how this pain is ripping me into millions scatter pieces upon the howling wind of destiny and lost dreams.

Do tell me….do you feel my heart, do you feel my haunting words of love and hope of us one day being together like you promised me?

If not, I can and will be strong until the day that comes upon you and me.

Here I am wishing I had dare things I knew was right for you and me, but I feared you.

More than I could dare to fight against.

You over my head, yet I knew I loved you.

Time and space wasn’t our friend.

Working, playing and daring wicked side of life was your fate, as I stand in the shadows of my fear of not being good enough for you, as you begun to fall forever out my reach.

Here, there and nowhere my heart is paused.

My love can’t move on.

My dreams won’t stop about you and me, why can’t you I be free of this madness holding me to you?

I remember your haunting words upon the screen of my laptop,

I can remember how we knew when each other was online, how you would always call me your baby….how did this fall apart?

Why couldn’t we….just ran to each other and fell into each other, so you would not be far away from me, I am leaving me all alone to pick up the pieces of love I can’t walk away from or reach out too.

What is wrong with you and me?

Things so complete out of control…..yet perfect in control if we were together holding each strong and never letting go?

Love….sweet love is falling like rain from heaven, do you ever think….the rain is my tears of sorrow for us?

Ticking of clock.

Another is gone by us, another will rise upon me where I find you not here with me.

How do I say I don’t love you no more, when you are everything and every reason I dare life because of your promise to me?

I still waiting.

I still hoping.

I cry as the wind blows like storm from my heart.

I cry as the thunder roars, so life will not see or hear my pain and suffering.

I stand alone.

I weep alone.

No one cares.....

Not even those who are my family and claim to be my friends.

I hate with such depth….lost to reason why I feel this way now.

I hate raging deep within needs to hurt those around me.

I hate this feeling,

But you made me feel this way, each time you told me, you loved me,

But went off into the shadow to be with another.

I will not break is what I told myself.

Yet you broke me into millions pieces scatter about this emptied house.

Here I am lost.

Here I am wishing you were dead.

Once I lived with such passion and thrill.

Once I knew what my pathway was and future would be.

Once I had heart and soul, even free will.

Once I saw your smile, I fell hard.

Now and then…I wish I could turn back the hands of time, like we do each spring and fall upon a clock.

Now and then…I wish for death *so* you will know how much you hurt me.

Now and then…I wish I could be more like you, but deep down I know I could never be so heartless and cruel without care what I am saying, doing or leaving behind each time the doors open and closes like you do.

I hold my breath.

I try so hard….hell I wish I could not hate you and love all at the same time,

Cause you are no good for me.

Here I am half the person I should be, yet with tear falling and each time I curse your name, I turn around to see the door still shut and you know where in my sight.

Leaving me all alone wishing I was her.

The woman you reach out to, the woman you whisper sweet words of endless to as you enter her.

Yet, here I am….all alone still hating myself more than I should, when you all the blame.

Fool I am….

Fool I still am.

How can love be so bad and hurt so much when love is supposed to complete you?

I read the horror and thrill novels because romance is lost from heart and soul, I yearn to be more like those harsh women in BDSM.

I listen to song of rage and darkness, but I wonder….why did I fall for you?

When it’s so clear *you* don’t have any idea about what loves is or supposed to be?

I use to write silly songs and poems for you and about you, now my writings have become dark and full of pain and rage.

I always emailed you and wrote long love letters upon blank screen upon my laptop to email you.

I could not wait to hear from you.

Hell….I was dying *until you* called me or came over.

How did I get here….crying all the time?

How did I get here….hating you all the time?

Even wishing you could feel my pain…..or die thousand time over like I am now.

How can I break this cycle of wanting you, loving you and hating you?

How do I pick myself up with all the pieces spread across this living room floor and put them back together, so I can just get over you?

I turn into myself.

I drink myself blind with hatred.

I smoke and smoke like factory pumping out raging smog.

I look at myself in the window pane….I no longer see me anymore…just a reflection what you turn me into.

I wipe the tears away.

I know how to stop all this…..

But can I stop loving you?

Yes I can because no man or woman is worth all this pain, sorrow and tears.

I was once a person with life, but now you got me like a puppet upon strings, so I take out my scissors…cutting the hold you have upon me, my heart and soul.

I’m taking back myself and future. 

Raw core of myself can’t be hold down.
I must be free.
River of tears flowing within me to your harsh words
Or
Cruel heartless acts upon me, will never break me.
Eternity is mine, but you are forever damned.
My torment is your prison not mine.
Your reality is not mine, but once I turn around and b*tch slap you like you have done to me by my kindness or me simply walking away from you, as you call my name out for help…..
Remember what you done to me.
Gravity of your tomorrows is overshadowed, but my tomorrow shall be bright and full of happiness, as your hidden lies come flowing out.
Sorrows and lostness shall belong to you, as I soar again so high, where you or no one shall ever harm me again.
The moral equation is not within your reach, but it *moral equation* has always been with me, it*moral equation* held me strong and true, it *moral equation* gave me strength to out shine you.
Now you are falling without no safety net to catch you.
I have set sail upon melodious voyage~ full of endless profoundness I am free forever your evil and twisted ways.
Seashore of regrets, I once walked on within my trembling thoughts are not gone.
Bliss of not missing you or regretting I moved on from you, gives me epic relief you have no power over me.
I walk within own dreams and maddening happiness, you shall never have because of apoptotic need to be what you can never be…….a moral human person.
Unbeknownst to you…..you are in HELL,
While
I am soaring within the eternity freedom within Heaven.

Mississippi dreaming, I am.

Hot summer days almost upon us.

Water is cool but watch out....for those pesky biting alligators

Love is blooming about like spring flowers after April shower.

Heat is stirring not because of the sunshine.

Eyes are feasting upon handsome men, while mouths are drooling over sinful beauties walking about.

Here comes the rush of rain that will only make you hotter than Texas hot sauce.

Cook outs roaring like lion.

Drinking and liquor *moonshine in glass mason jars wrapped up in paper bags*

Football game being played in the local field with good friends, where everybody knows everyone, when you need a help hand…..

There is always someone coming about to help out.

No fast pace….

No games to be played upon minds, hearts and soul.

Life is down to earth, no dog eat dog reality….no chasing your tail in how to find your way around.