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Ten Months Ago
Ten months ago she stood against a tree,
The setting in the woods felt more than right;
She strained against the bindings; you could see
The straining was for show; and her delight
Resided in the fact she was held there:
A landmark at the road fork; one can choose
The darker path to press in with some care;
Or the familiar cunt that may amuse
Sir for a lengthy while in the dark woods;
Where he can fuck a chattel: she's a slut;
He'll have her by a thicket, showing goods,
She can be spread to take her up the butt;
But that is history now, as time will show:
She stood against that tree ten months ago.
The setting in the woods felt more than right;
She strained against the bindings; you could see
The straining was for show; and her delight
Resided in the fact she was held there:
A landmark at the road fork; one can choose
The darker path to press in with some care;
Or the familiar cunt that may amuse
Sir for a lengthy while in the dark woods;
Where he can fuck a chattel: she's a slut;
He'll have her by a thicket, showing goods,
She can be spread to take her up the butt;
But that is history now, as time will show:
She stood against that tree ten months ago.
Published 13th Feb 2018
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Anonymous
14th Feb 2018 6:39pm
My dearest SO...time has a way of moving and stirs memories often more times than we’d like them to appear but there must be a reason...perhaps both your souls were on the same page in need of viewing the same reflection...I’m still hugging you...and will continue to do so...
Much love to you
xoxo Taryn
Much love to you
xoxo Taryn
15th Feb 2018 10:15am
life moves on - inevitably - and we carry our hurts onward to the end of the line - and they will continue to lessen in time I guess
