Quiet Offerings
Image created by Don SeegmillerNestled in yesterday's comments were two very lovely poems. I wanted to reprint these gifts here so that perhaps some would not overlook them. Thank you both.
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muscles are taut
commands not fought
dream becomes reality
I am blind
when I believe I can see
She is my pleasure
and my misery
I am lost forever
in trance and severed
from all I know
by anonymous author
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She keeps my dream
once dormant
her glory rekindled
i ask for love
cherish me
no difference
my pain or your glory
own me , use me
but please Lady
value my suffering bent
to your will enchanted
your beauty lured
your mind devised
our souls met
around my surrender
glory accrues to you
I, bask in it, edified.
forever, you are precious.
Please note...dedicated to Lady Julia, and also Ms Catwoman and slave kal.
And to special And precious wife, who knows of my desires to Dom and submit, and cares not at all to indulge them, but loves me fiercely in spite of them!
by Oldbear
Labels: Poetry



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