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Master
In my head
I still call you Master
I miss the way
you and I
used to play
~
the look in your eyes
gazing at me, naked
laid out and trying
to reach for you
past the binds
You pinned my hands
above my head
when we kissed
the things you said
a filthy bliss
and I ache...
a pain somewhere
only the primal part of me
can understand
Release is never the same
not since...
You
/abandoned/
me
I still call you Master
I miss the way
you and I
used to play
~
the look in your eyes
gazing at me, naked
laid out and trying
to reach for you
past the binds
You pinned my hands
above my head
when we kissed
the things you said
a filthy bliss
and I ache...
a pain somewhere
only the primal part of me
can understand
Release is never the same
not since...
You
/abandoned/
me
Published 10th Jul 2019
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Anonymous
- Edited 21st Oct 2019 5:45am
10th Jul 2019 12:43pm
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10th Jul 2019 2:11pm
The ache and longing of the submissive is captured perfectly, here. So powerful, I felt your loss and grieved with you while reading the last line. Very good read.
Anonymous
- Edited 23rd Aug 2019 11:45pm
17th Jul 2019 2:53pm
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28th Aug 2019 6:13am
