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In Night’s Bitter Watches

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Do not mistake

My quiet for gentility

My manners are camouflage

To disguise the beast

That lives beneath

This skin

I am capable

Of the sweetest fury

To extend the control, I have

To you.

Pout and tell me how mean

I am, but I see the light in your eyes

How you long for cruel, biting fingers

A rough palm’s velocity

A firm grip of your hair

I compel surrender, not submission

And move you

To my needs

As smooth as tide meets shore

I am not mewling need

But determined want

You must prove yourself to me

I see through words

To actions

And actions to release

You

Will

Feel

Me

In night’s bitter watches

By MBBlissett

Writer. Working on book-length projects and posting fiction and poetry here.

You can find more about me here: http://wp.me/P4B2tw-1

Represented by SMART Talent Agency (http://www.smart-talent-kent.co.uk/)

I am available for writing projects via my agent, Kelly and I look forward to hearing from you.

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