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Some Sub Text: Bent but not broken
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Thursday, February 10, 2011. Bent but not broken. To bend but not break. To find out what exactly I can take. To be in that space where nothing is fake. Just You and me. Completely open and free. Taking a leap of faith into the familiar unknown. Where I am property and You are owner. Dive off the edge and hope to land. On that invisible bridge. As we play at the edges of reality. Where what is will be. And together we are forever free. Bent but not broken. Kneeling at Your feet. You please me.".
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Some Sub Text: March 2011
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Tuesday, March 29, 2011. Cease to Bleed - by Mockingbird. It's like being fucked on a bed of glass. When you treat me like a piece of ass. The shards dig deeper with every thrust. Later all the strangers say. A lonely thing, a little plain. I wonder if I'll be whole again. I wonder if I'll cease to bleed. Fuck me on your bed of glass. Treat me like a piece of ass. Their hurtful words dig ever deeper. His breath upon my ear, fingers in my hair. And he says: I wonder if you'll cease to bleed. Where I am You.
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Some Sub Text: September 2010
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Tuesday, September 21, 2010. For just a taste. Of everything you are. And all that is left. I press your lips against mine. Hard enough to taste you in your absence. I squeeze your fleshy breasts. With lust you will see tomorrow. I reach inside you. Pulling your soul out on the tips of my fingers. To hold and caress. While you weep for me. Because you are mine. Monday, September 20, 2010. Through fields of flowers. Through cold deserted desert nights. Through cool running waters I step lightly. Good Bye ...
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Some Sub Text: August 2010
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Tuesday, August 24, 2010. I stand on the far side of the chasm,. Finally ready to take the leap,. To cross to the other side,. And leave everything behind. Ready to embrace oblivion,. To give myself completely,. To extinguish the whispers of doubt,. And finally silence my fears. How can the renunciation of free will,. Feel so much like emancipation? Yet I am ready to fly, weightless,. Carefree and magically transformed. I crave to relinquish myself,. No longer the owner of my mind,. My heart or my body,.
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Some Sub Text: I need...
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Monday, August 15, 2011. I need You to pull me in with that soft kiss. Lure me down with Your hand in my hair. And that particular touch of infinite care. I need You to. Unleash Yourself on me and set the Beast free. Take me to my knees. Whatever You want me to be. Push me over the edge and into the abyss. With Your raging kiss. Down that road through blood sweat and years. Far beyond my fears. Washing them away with my tears. I need You to momentarily. Rip away my humanity. To strip away the superficial.
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Some Sub Text: April 2012
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Tuesday, April 17, 2012. Beg for it (reprinted). Please" she whispers, "Please.". Take me in the other room". Have your way with me". I can't hear you". Tie me down and tease me" she pleads louder. Go Now. Prepare yourself". Perched on the edge of the bed. Places his hand on her chest. The spot that to them means he loves her. The spot that means he protects her. The spot that means he owns her. She offers up the left ankle. Pleased that she wants to please him. She frowns a bit. Possibly over the edge.
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Some Sub Text: April 2011
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Thursday, April 28, 2011. Happy Birthday (belated) to Some Sub Text. One year ago yesterday - I started Some Sub Text. As a place to post some poetry - to share it with those who want to read it - and have a place where you can post as well. And we've had some amazing contributors. If you want to post a poem? Just email me at yourpeacefulone@gmail.com. Thank you for reading. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Brave Poetry writing Contributors. And if you want to become a regular contributor - let me know!
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Some Sub Text: November 2010
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Sunday, November 21, 2010. Haiku villanelle - by PL. I have turned away. From love and its games, and now. Thorns grow around me. My first love I loved,. But she turned away, and so. I have turned away. Loves come and loves go. The game can get rough, and so. Thorns grow around me. I know how to act,. So from anything inside. I can turn away. My garden thrives, and. Every day I tend the thorns. That grow around me. No-one can touch me,. No-one can find me. Thorns grow around me. I have turned away. And i...
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Some Sub Text: July 2010
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Thursday, July 29, 2010. You leave me breathless,. You leave me spent. You leave me many things. You do not ever leave me. Tuesday, July 27, 2010. From your lips as. Smokey ribbons of nothing. Binding me to you,. I fear this moment like no other. To look at you wholly. That you chance to see me, I could not suffer;. That you do not see me,. Sunday, July 25, 2010. His knee between my legs. And licks and chews my throat. I grind against him. Driving myself into frenzy. He rides me as I try to buck him off.
