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KatyLied -> RE: BDSM Poetry (9/11/2007 1:55:16 PM)
That was a hoot, especially the cheap sauve shampoo and back to the wife.

Remorseless -> RE: BDSM Poetry (9/11/2007 2:26:56 PM)
A quickening of mind and spirit,you may not; but I can hear it.Swallowed whole bit by bit,perhaps so wrong; but seems to fit.Ties that bind, chains that free,words that soothe; hands that knead.A yearning heart, a soul that cries,a mind awake; to realizeThat at his feet, like none before, I would remain; forever more.

Bobkgin -> RE: BDSM Poetry (9/13/2007 5:36:26 AM)
Thank you to each of you who contributed your poetry. There is such passion and beauty in your words. I hope we can do this again sometime. Safe Journeys, Robert

siveda -> RE: BDSM Poetry (9/13/2007 6:37:01 AM)
Hi everyone! That thread inspires me to show some of my own poems - I really enjoy writing many of them in English, although that´s not my native language. Nevertheless - I hope you enjoy them. :-) Sweet, yet salty tastes his kiss his love has left red traces and purple bruises to mark this bliss still mirrored on both our faces Sweet is to me your shiny knife, So carefully balanced in your hand. You touch me – I feel so alive This ecstasy I can hardly stand. Blade on skin so tender and fair And yielding slightly to its touch, I tremble and wonder if you dare To increase its pressure just that much… My heart beats faster, I hold my breath Your strong hand staying still Knowing it could deliver death - but, Master, - surely it never will?

Cuffkinks -> RE: BDSM Poetry (9/20/2007 9:04:04 PM)
quote: ORIGINAL: Bobkgin quote: ORIGINAL: Cuffkinks Ladies and gentlemen...No more calls please...We have a winner. No more calls. This is not a competition. All BDSM-related poetry is welcome. Was meant as a joke Must have gone over your head I laugh anyway

gentletigress -> RE: BDSM Poetry (9/21/2007 9:18:45 AM)
i would love to share some of my poetry, i have a story that i wrote that is 26 pages long and another that is 37 pages. most of my poems are still in texas where i cannot reach them. all these are wonderful, thank you for sharing with all of us.

nightsnake -> RE: BDSM Poetry (9/19/2008 7:02:57 PM)
Sonnet of desire. The shadows dance in the candle lit room; A mixture of vanilla musk fills the air. Not a sound breaks the silence and the gloom, While lustful desire fills those in the lair. Against the wall is wooden poster bed A thick comforter covers its surface With four feather pillows lining the head A lady is tied scarf o’er her face. In the shadow, a gentleman does wait – There plotting what his next action will be. Quietly he moves to where she does wait, Lightly he trails a whip from breast to knee. She feels the nine threads slowly dance across. Her desire mounts; her sweat makes her skin gloss.

SimplyMichael -> RE: BDSM Poetry (9/20/2008 6:50:02 AM)
Passion was the river Cascading down the mountaintop Flowing through the valley lying at its feet.

OttersSwim -> RE: BDSM Poetry (9/20/2008 7:18:15 AM)
I am the marble, caught in woven web; In the fist of a monkey, held safe in its grasp; The allure of submission, bought so long ago; From a Carib sailor, lost with Fantome; Today I wear it, and it reminds me so; Of the allure of submission, and She who binds me; I am the marble, caught in Her woven web.

SimplyMichael -> RE: BDSM Poetry (9/20/2008 7:23:43 AM)
Otter, I like it when things are alluded to rather than so obvious, I was trying to figure out what the hell a marble had to do with anything and I realize now that it was a marble tied inside a rope knot called a monkey's fist. Very cool poem!

OttersSwim -> RE: BDSM Poetry (9/20/2008 8:06:16 AM)
quote: Otter, I like it when things are alluded to rather than so obvious, I was trying to figure out what the hell a marble had to do with anything and I realize now that it was a marble tied inside a rope knot called a monkey's fist. Very cool poem! Thanks Michael! Yea, I wear it around my neck. A Bosons Mate on the Windjammer Fantome made it for me nearly 16 years ago now. The Fantome, and that wonderful gentleman sailor was lost in hurricane Mitch. It hung in my closet, dormant for many years until I found BDSM a while ago. I instantly thought again of it and have worn it since. [:)]

greeneyes600 -> RE: BDSM Poetry (9/20/2008 11:54:18 AM)
Close, too far away, Hearts as One and Minds melted, Unison, a perfect way Just Being Breathed from Your Heart, words enveloping, A passion meaning a whole new start Just Being A missing kiss, a touch to seal, Needing you Wanting to Hear feelings so real Just Being Our all-seeing Minds A passion solid, Linking thoughts, Our Love entwined Just Being Ahead, living no lies, Souls meeting, Unspoken words Lasting until the day it dies Meant to Be.

stella41b -> RE: BDSM Poetry (9/20/2008 9:16:33 PM)
TOMORROW Tomorrow help out someone Who you never come across before Extend a smile to those within unknown kinks Beyond those you feel compassion for Tomorrow post to tell someone How what they shared brightened your day Let understanding and random kindness Put your inner self on display Tomorrow make your dynamics A little stronger than before Try to mention at least one thing That others have made you thankful for It's you and me and everyone else Who make this community strong Take care today to reach out and share Tomorrow it may be gone... s.

crouchingtigress -> RE: BDSM Poetry (9/20/2008 9:37:43 PM)
His Boots… His Boots Shiny leather & black My sex, jolted softly, every time I walk past. I know my place. I tried to lie. But lying to your heart Will make your heart die. Owning my truth Terrifying to the core, Surrender is more than a Place on the floor.

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