Sherwood

Late night confession?

when I close my eyes?

I think of us

what could be

What I made it up to be?

the sensual touches of the day?

sear my mind

etched on my soul

No amount of bourbon can cleanse my memory

?

When The Fever helps heat up your shower

let it burn

Desire

?

i crave to feel Your voice down my spine

Your handprint heavy on my ass

Your name whispered carved deep in my head

I remember the last time..
The way you held my face while I was savoring you
The way you wrapped your hand in my hair and pulled me tighter and away...
The way that you wanted to move me...
I remember the way you tasted on my tongue..
The stinging slaps you gave me as a reward
I remember your eyes as you spoke to me
The way you held me at a distance afraid I'd get too close
I remember the drive home...bruised used pantiless
I remember still your taste on my tongue and the stinging red handprints you left me with
I remember you

Just saw it shrouded in mist

star crossed lovers moon

Why do you drink?

I drink to remember the look in your eyes

the way your smile gets broader when you?

think of somehting devious

the sweat beading slowly down your neck and your taste

the way you walk towards me purposely ready to use me?

the hardness in your tone when your displeased?

the implied underlying of your words

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I drink to remember?

the smell of the leather horse i'd be tied to

the way the restraints cut into my wrists and ankles?

the sound of the flogger the belt the whip as it strikes?

the many times i was left blindfolded and gagged for you

the feel of your rough hands at my throat or pulling my hair

your tone laced with anger excitement lust and discipline

the beautiful assortment of colors on my skin that i'd relish days later

?

I drink to remember

You

the antcipation of seeing after a week or more

the rush when you kiss me and grab the back of my neck

holding me closer tighter

the way you'd say my name?

the way my body would come alive with your hardened gaze

the feeling of being cared for?

the emotional conection?

just You

?

I drink to forget?

the way you left me?

the loneliness of each day

the hottest sun and the coldest night

the silence

?

I drink to remember but to forget

The water dripped from the faucet

It seemed that the droplets were mocking me one by one as they fell?

Blindfolded i could hear you rustling before me.?

In anticipation of the flogger and where it would land i breathe deeply and remember?

our last encounter

the cris cross stripes on my body

the myriad of colors that displayed on my skin for days

SNAP SNAP?

brings me back to the moment at hand and breathe out

letting it carry me away

SNAP SNAP

the multipling flicks just slap on my skin and it excites me

You take your time?

Your rough hands glide over the raised marks as if you are relishing each one

I can feel your presence around me but also within me

You take your hands and wrap my hair around it pulling me back

SNAP SNAP?

SNAP SNAP?

my delicate nipples pucker and harden?

i can feel your breathe on my neck the pressure from pulling wanting me to tilt back further

your hands slide across my chest and over the raised skin and lower and lower?

before letting go of me completely and forcing me on all fours

SNAP SNAP SNAP SNAP

breathe in let go breathe in let go

SNAP SNAP SNAP SNAP

wetness seeps panting begins

SNAP SNAP SNAP SNAP

he knows how to make my body come to life?

he comes in close and pulls me up?

"time for the cross"? he whispers and my body shakes?

tied up tied down your will surrounds me?

lets begin

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It?s?completely unnerving?how the smell of?a late evening summer rain ignites a long buried memory

Every cell dormant comes to life alive vibrant with energy with desire.?

You remember the essence that came from that moment it?s immorality its sexuality?

leaving you breathless always wanting more?

Begging for release

Just an??elusive dream

?

This pain strikes like lightning

no warning

It?s like a sonic blast that ( resonates) echos in my heart it is felt deep throughout every hidden secret door and hurts my soul??this sadness this yearning this hellish torture?

This pain is no longer just me?

it?s infectious fog sits heavy on everything it blankets?

The cold heaviness settles comfortably in my??chest it slowly burns like a glowing ember?

So very hot and cold and yet?yet fragile to dust

Consuming every cell into this facade?

Double edged sword

From one??hellish thought to the next?

in the midst of madness of my own making??whether I want it to consume me or caress me is the matter of contention?

Things I crave is like a lightning strike in my storm

bringing to light the dark swirling madness for that brief moment?