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Unknightly, he saves me....

He calls me princess, his sweet princess.
Belizean Princess
Then he contorts me to take his big dick.
He smiles when I cry, his smile it heals -
Something broke in me.

He's rough, he leaves his teeth marks in my shoulder
And I shudder sweetly for him.
Choke me Papo, until I forget the touches of men who defiled me-
Ownership without permission.

Daddy, be a forceful sweet wind in me....
Gusting, until I hear nothing but white noise.

Khyir

I used to think i wasn't beautiful. Blemished by men and their desires of ownership.
By rape of a body not theirs to claim....

I am not beautiful. I am not worthy. I am unwanted by the world. By men. Men smile to use me and cum in me.....trans women are slaves to men and unrequited love...

Your smile it heals the wounded girl in me
I hide away in Love poems

I want to be soft and a retribution.
A soft, dewy and submissive tgirl.

Crawl deeper in me-
Crawl into the depths of me where no one else has ever been.
I was a loveless zombie eating the idea of romance at midnight
Romance books became Valhalla in Moonlight.

Your smile it makes me whisper to you in italian....
E piu ti penso, e piu ti manchi, Mio cioccolato alla luce del sole. Amore mio
There is moonlight in ya eyes when you cum-
Cum for me forever, until i decipher the puzzle of love,
Shifting in your eyes for me.

________________________________________

When he sleeps, I tattoo my name on his clavicle. D...A...I...S...Y. I am lascivious. A creeping female pervert lost to his male willies. "Baby...you up...please....wake up." I am downy, soft spring air coming down from snowy mountains. The way his lips lay agape makes me think of passion fruit. I run my tongue across his teeth and he answers with a deepened groan. I use my skin as a gentle stimulant. Rocking my hips, against his midsection....rocking, rocking, warm, you are safe, remember when you used to be rocked.....his eyes flutter and I grip his maleness. "What you doing ma...perv?" His smile. My smirk. Mischievous. I'ma a nymph, floating through Black Rock Forest. "I want you in me Khyir...." His eyes open. Warm, teddy brown eyes of desire. They are so innocent, innocent male eyes of lust. I am lecherous. I want to see them filled with sin and secular thoughts. I want his eyes dilated when he enters me. Open up like he opens up my body. "You don't have to be sweet, do what you want..." Draw blood when you bite my lip. When you find the wall, pound it harder. I want to change you. Make you anxious and prurient. Because into me....I want to feel your sin slink across the nerve endings of my internal walls. "Be my sin daddy...paint the things you hide from me, on the inside of my g spot."
Written by TransPoetess
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