Submissions by CassandraLeigh (Cassandra Leigh)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am new to expressing myself through poetry. Each poem written is from inside, from experience, from desire. Thank you in advance to those who take a moment to read my words.
SELF POEM
Published
6th Mar 2012 3:18pm
6th Mar 2012 3:18pm
That Treasured Box
So small and white,
That treasured box.
It cannot open,
Tho has no locks.
The fragrance seeps
Into the air.
Baby pink roses
For one so fair.
She stands stock still
And stares through tears.
She wants to scream
To air the fears.
She does not know
How she can breathe,
To say good-bye,
To have to leave.
That treasured box
That holds her heart,
Her baby girl,
A world apart.
That treasured box.
It cannot open,
Tho has no locks.
The fragrance seeps
Into the air.
Baby pink roses
For one so fair.
She stands stock still
And stares through tears.
She wants to scream
To air the fears.
She does not know
How she can breathe,
To say good-bye,
To have to leave.
That treasured box
That holds her heart,
Her baby girl,
A world apart.
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6 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
6th Mar 2012 11:17am
6th Mar 2012 11:17am
*EROTICA* Introduction
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EROTIC POEM
Published
6th Mar 2012 2:43am
6th Mar 2012 2:43am
His
She can feel Him, seeming to tower above her
From her stance on her knees, head lowered, hair shading her face.
Power rolls off Him in waves, confidence, control,
Making her almost drunk as the waves crash over her.
Aching for the sting of the flogger He holds so expertly,
Longing for His touch to soothe the pain...
She is seduced, claimed, His.
He stands over her, watching the fall of dark hair hiding her face, her breasts.
Does she know, can she, how beautiful she is in her submission?
He drinks in her fragrance, her essence, hand itching to release...
From her stance on her knees, head lowered, hair shading her face.
Power rolls off Him in waves, confidence, control,
Making her almost drunk as the waves crash over her.
Aching for the sting of the flogger He holds so expertly,
Longing for His touch to soothe the pain...
She is seduced, claimed, His.
He stands over her, watching the fall of dark hair hiding her face, her breasts.
Does she know, can she, how beautiful she is in her submission?
He drinks in her fragrance, her essence, hand itching to release...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
6th Mar 2012 2:41am
6th Mar 2012 2:41am
Treasure
Pillow covered by chocolate-brown curls,
Collar bone graced with a long strand of pearls,
Light from the candles shines on her tears
Yet through her submission she conquers her fears.
His eyes travel the length of her, head to toe,
Skin dewed with sweat and seeming to glow.
His marks stand out against thigh and breast
And she’s passed yet again a most difficult test.
Her submission to Him is a gift that He’ll treasure.
She can have no idea of His joy and His pleasure,
Spread open before Him always knowing her place,
Each welt stands to...
Collar bone graced with a long strand of pearls,
Light from the candles shines on her tears
Yet through her submission she conquers her fears.
His eyes travel the length of her, head to toe,
Skin dewed with sweat and seeming to glow.
His marks stand out against thigh and breast
And she’s passed yet again a most difficult test.
Her submission to Him is a gift that He’ll treasure.
She can have no idea of His joy and His pleasure,
Spread open before Him always knowing her place,
Each welt stands to...
1016 reads
3 Comments
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