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Poems
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LET ME BE YOUR INSPIRATION

IN THE DARKNESS OF SUBSPACE

A PIECE OF ME

BORN OF DARKNESS

HER CELL WAITS

COMMITTED TO THE DEEP OF CYBERSPACE

DISCIPLINE

AN EVER DISTANT LAND

A DOVE AMONGST SHEEP

IN THE DARKNESS

KNOWING I CAN

NIGHTS OF INDECISION

THAT DESPERATE DESIRE

THE THOUGHT OF HER BREAST

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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LET ME BE YOUR INSPIRATION

IN THE DARKNESS OF SUBSPACE

A PIECE OF ME

BORN OF DARKNESS

HER CELL WAITS

COMMITTED TO THE DEEP OF CYBERSPACE

DISCIPLINE

AN EVER DISTANT LAND

A DOVE AMONGST SHEEP

IN THE DARKNESS

KNOWING I CAN

NIGHTS OF INDECISION

THAT DESPERATE DESIRE

THE THOUGHT OF HER BREAST

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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LET ME BE YOUR INSPIRATION

IN THE DARKNESS OF SUBSPACE

A PIECE OF ME

BORN OF DARKNESS

HER CELL WAITS

COMMITTED TO THE DEEP OF CYBERSPACE

DISCIPLINE

AN EVER DISTANT LAND

A DOVE AMONGST SHEEP

IN THE DARKNESS

KNOWING I CAN

NIGHTS OF INDECISION

THAT DESPERATE DESIRE

THE THOUGHT OF HER BREAST

 

 

 

 

 

 

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LET ME BE YOUR INSPIRATION

IN THE DARKNESS OF SUBSPACE

A PIECE OF ME

BORN OF DARKNESS

HER CELL WAITS

COMMITTED TO THE DEEP OF CYBERSPACE

DISCIPLINE

AN EVER DISTANT LAND

A DOVE AMONGST SHEEP

IN THE DARKNESS

KNOWING I CAN

NIGHTS OF INDECISION

THAT DESPERATE DESIRE

THE THOUGHT OF HER BREAST

 

 

 

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LET ME BE YOUR INSPIRATION

Let me be your inspiration.
Let my guidance
be your light
and my service
you're existence,
though the day
and through
the night.

Let my strength
and worldly wisdom
break you free
of the mundane.
Let me stretch you to the limit...
...bring you safely back again.

Let me touch the very essence
of your helpless
hopeless
life.
Let me reach inside your very soul
and take away the strife.

Let me hold that precious sacrifice
your gift
your sweet creation.
Let me kiss you
'till
your lips are raw.
Let me be your inspiration

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IN THE DARKNESS OF SUBSPACE

In the darkness of subspace
I find you,
arched,
your pert nipples reaching
for the stars.

The lily whiteness of your flesh
offers a perfect canvas for the raw welts of my caress.

Your moist openness
invites my rigidity
to cum,
and cum,
and cum again.

Is it the delicate grace
and passive beauty,
born
of such helpless humility,
that inspires my firm resolve?

Is it simply my rod that drives me onto you again
in a flurry of harsh strokes and dark obsessions?
I love to hear you
gasp.

There...
between the thrusts of my aggression.

I have to take that frail
submissive
offering
simply because you're there to be taken.

This raging heart
will not be still
until
you are consumed
within my last embrace.

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A PIECE OF ME

In the void of inner space
I still remember
the fire of my freaky novice slave
and the passion of her loins
in sweet surrender,
and her ever constant need to misbehave.

As I reach into my mind
for inspiration.
I seek that piece of me that is her part,
and although I cannot hide
my consternation,
I know that piece will be within my heart.

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BORN OF DARKNESS

To feed the rush,
to meet the challenge,
inspired by your frail and sweet submission,
I rise through the mundane
and lift
your noble spirit
with strength
and ingenuity.

How sweet
the satisfaction.

How selfless
and serene.

The progeny of your sacrifice,
a precious flower,
emerging on the sidewalk of humanity.

Born of darkness,
free amid the light,
empowered
by pride,
fired with passion,
you transcend the norm
a tribute to humility
and turning from society's expectations
you soar beyond the shadows of mediocrity.

Oh how my heart swells with pride.
Oh how my loins swell with lust,
as impaled upon my will
you ascend that brightest heaven
that precious place
that sweet oasis

sub-space.

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HER CELL WAITS

Her cell waits.
Empty.
A tribute to her absence.
It corrodes my resolve.
A cavity in my soul.

My frustration
vents
on lesser mortals.
My tongue
a crop
upon their backs.

It angers me
I'm so distracted.
No word describes this feeling.
Not love
nor lust.
Not greed
or envy.
Not pain
nor longing.
Yet it is all of these.

I want her.
Now.
But I'll accept her
anyhow.
That bright spirit.
That slave treasure.

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COMMITTED TO THE DEEP (OF CYBERSPACE)

Per chance we were a dream that
(almost won)
was but a moment here
and then...
forever gone.
Committed to the deep of cyberspace.
Lost...
within this
sterile place.
Intangible...
that dream (which made me proud)...
now fades
to memory.
Like...
yesterday's cloud

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DISCIPLINE

Discipline is a clock that runs on time.
The small hand's yours.
The big hand's mine.

Hand in hand we'll face the day and tic and toc our lives away.

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AN EVER DISTANT LAND

In the warmth of your loins
I will torment you.
And tease the tender passions from your soul.

In the softness
of your breast
I'll take harsh pleasures
that the fire of desire
shall not grow cold

But before those ardent lusts
can know fulfillment,
there must be a bonding
physical and real.
And the distance,
ever growing,
be foreshortened.
And the fate of our existence
be revealed.

Are you
my humble cunt
a sweet possession?
Or lost
within a mother's
caring hand?
Are you
to be my chattel
and obsession?
Or gone
a fleeting shadow
in an ever distant land?

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A DOVE AMONGST SHEEP

She stands,
a dove amongst sheep,
turning circles in the dark.

Her heart cries... "why?"
For she needs to fly
when others
are content to graze.

I am the pigeon keeper
calling across the field.

Should she stay?

Can she?

Surely she must spread her wings,
and taking flight,
find freedom in captivity.

Fly my dove,
my love,
my angel.

Add some meaning
to this cold existence.

Let the passion of my fire
warm your heart,
till you are lost
within my harsh embrace.

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IN THE DARKNESS

In the darkness of my raging heart
I long for you.

In the vacuum of your absent charm
I wonder why.

In the morning,
in the evening,
and in long nights of silent thought,
I miss your words
your lust
your passion.

I want your sweet submission.
I want it now.

Bend
like a willow
to my lustful gale.
Open your soul and let me pluck your heart.
Be my freaky slave,
and bound in sexual servitude,
submit until the hands of time
are still.

I hope you will

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KNOWING I CAN

Rest upon my loins little slave.
Surround me with your wetness.
Bend for me,
bound and breathless,
exposed and helpless,
mine for the taking,
for the breaking.

Oh... those nipples
hard within my grip.
That swelling breast
erupting round my fingertip.
Those heaving buttocks!
riding
rolling
seething
in a sea of private passion
porno fashion

Let me divide and conquer.
Let me part your waves.
Let me pull your hair
and bite your lip
and force myself in places... quite unnatural.
Yours is the pleasure
of knowing I will,
and mine is knowing I can.

We just began.

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NIGHTS OF INDECISION

Tortured days.
Disturbed nights.
Curious ways.
Love bites.
Dark unions.
Fetish fires.
New confusions.
Dark desires.
New obsessions.
Tempting pleasure.
Deep confessions.
Slave treasure.
New passions.
Hopes & dreams.
Rules & rations.
Writing reams.
Mental flights.
Inner vision.

These crazy nights.... of indecision.

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(How deep is my diversity
In nights of crazed uncertainty)

 

 

THAT DESPERATE DESIRE

Cum to me,
Bend to me,
Give me your will,
Be all that you know you should be.

Open and
Humble and
Eager to serve,
Submission will set your soul free.

Life is the prison.
Society rules,
But your passion
Still sets you on fire.

'Cos you know
What you know,
And you feel what you feel,

A slave to that desperate desire.

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THE THOUGHT OF HER BREAST

As the thought of her breast

caressed

my mind,

sweet anticipation

lingered...

fluttering through my consciousness

like an elusive butterfly.

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