Stuck

can't get you off my mind

can't get you off my mind

I never meant for you to stay…But, you have.

I never thought you to be what I wanted…I only planned for you to be (just) what I needed for a short time. You were meant to be a band-aid, a temporary vice, a handkerchief ..a meaningless yet special secret.

You were meant to stay invisible… far away from my view…but now (YOU) are all I see.

I never really meant for you to stay…But, you  have.

Stuck.

You’re stuck in my thoughts. Stuck between the pages of my work. Stuck in my morning, and cemented in my night. Trapped in my sheets and pillowcases. On top of me when I shower..hovering when I apply my lipstick.

You have attached yourself to my temples, lying along my forehead. Twirled around my bang. Curled within my brow. You crowd my space, my thoughts my words, my breath…

You’re here..trapped between my fingers, encased in my fingernails.

You’re right here..smeared on my thighs, shined on my shoulders, on the inside of my elbows.  You’re pasted on my wrists…Ruby red on my hip. Your blue on my toe and white at my lips. Cool and moist on my belly, lined at my breast and pierced to my nipple.

You’re here..Right here at my ear lobes. Dangled around my neck. Dripped along my sides..You’re here..Right here..

Nestled between my legs and rested on my back.

You’re here..Right here.. tugging my hair and holding my hand, fastened and lodged deep into my chest

You’re all over me..Coloring me, Marking me, Naming me, and Calling me..”YOURS”.

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Slave

long-time-love

I strutted, fine, bold and mighty with my jet-black hair tasseling down my back. Tight black latex pants and tall charcoal boots. My favorite leather and lace corset lifted my breast, way too high…

In my best “Big Girl” pose…I ordered..”COME HERE!” I fluttered my lashes, perched my lips, and eased a crooked a smile. Quickly, he came…I gave my hand to him..adding..”My fingers hurt.” Taking them in between both of his hands.. he massaged them.. firm and deep.

Ow” I moaned..”My thighs hurt’….fast, he fell down to his knees and rubbed them.

I took the heel of my palm to his forehead, and lifted his head..”Aye YOU!..” I demanded. “My feet hurt! Unzip and remove my boot and rub them good! I’ve been working all day..and they’re tired” (he did)

My toes hurt, too…suck them! (he did)

When he lapped at my feet.. it angered me. I kicked him back by his shoulder and stood on top of his chest.

Over him I shouted..

Your a disgrace!” while choking him with the side of my foot. “Will you do everything that I tell you?” He mumbled something and struggled to nod yes.

What?” I beckoned and pushed harder. “Will you do everything that I ask?” He coughed out a weak yes.

We’ll see.”

I loosened and stepped off of him.. carefully backing away, I ordered him to stand.

Sweating and breathless.. he rose. Beckoning him with my pointer finger..”Come here! Now-kiss me.” Before he could, I pushed him away. “Kiss my hand first… you idiot!” (He did) I snatched my hand from him, took a couple more steps backwards and softly…very sweetly whined.. “Aye you, come here.”

(Smiling) I opened my arms wide..enough for him to enter, then said “Okay, now love me.”

Dumbfounded…he stood.

Slave.. (YES) but not mine.

 

 

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