Liberated
by the gift of
Submission
As rich as velvet
My harsh
Hard touch
Finds you
Soft
Wet
Open to me
My eyes appear
Cold but
You can feel
The hunger
In my fingers
Using you
Demanding the
Tribute
Of your pleasure
But even as I
Tease that sweet fire
I whisper
That you must ask
For the release
And maybe
I’ll give you
That
But oh how
You ripen and swell
At the possibility
That I
Might not
MB Blissett 
Great cadence.
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Thank you, I do read them aloud because I like to wrap my mouth around the phrasing as much as possible, to capture some of that organic energy.
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That’s a good technique. It worked well in this case.
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Thank you. The spoken word pieces I’ve done have been really helpful in avoiding too much hyperbole.
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Love when my wife is submissive and lets me take her for my own pleasure. Nice Poem
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Thank you very much. Thank you for the follow, and please have a browse as there’s spoken word pieces and a lot of poetry on here, as well as the writing diary, but that’s not of interest to everyone.
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Oh, the joys of being cherished and possessed by Him!
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I find the dynamics and inherent contradictions really interesting to write about. There’s a lot of strong energy and metaphor that I tap into, the books themselves have had some elements of that interplay within it, but I tap into a masculine sexual energy, equal parts tenderness and ravishment.
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Knowing that i choose to surrender something so pleasurable
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to Him first, no longer mine. Amazing submission, lost in U/us. So sexy!
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You know, I usually don’t read a lot of erotic poetry, but I really like this.
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Thank you. It’s something that I enjoy working with, not always successfully but it feeds into the book writing as a way of trying to capture sexual energies in a limited framework.
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